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Enter Poem or Quote (Required) I received my report card today and "damn" was all I could say. Where am I going with all these grades? A child like me, what have my mother made? How can I ever look anyone in the eye when all I had to do is get my grades high? And how will I cope when I already failed? I was the head, now tip of the tail. Maybe I was distracted and couldn't think but all these months are gone in a blink. I want to change...but it's too late because this report already determined my fate. Now I am lost, I couldn't try more because nothing is interesting, everything's a bore. I had dishonored my family and let down my life, and to no man could I be his wife. For who would want a disgrace as their dear? and neither do I want to be their burden nor fear... What can I do without a qualified mark? The only place I belong to is the dark. I tried so hard and got nowhere. Should've realized life was never fair. Those who did least, often got the best and those who tried best always got detest. It's a trend, an agonizing rule that turned these geniuses to idiotic fools, that broke their heart as the clock ticks, that made healthy minds corrupting and sick. The time has come to make up my mind to face reality or hide some place only Death can find. Maybe this temporary regret would remain and make me suffer from inevitable pain.
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