Every time teachers return me a test,
I find myself inwardly craning my neck.
It isn't the scores that I'm trying to see,
But a path between two different natures in me.
I learn like a pit bull. I attack. I compete,
Strive for reading and writing and knowledge elite,
All while surrounded by, wishing best for my friends
So I make my attempt, then I see where it ends.
I find myself inwardly craning my neck.
It isn't the scores that I'm trying to see,
But a path between two different natures in me.
I learn like a pit bull. I attack. I compete,
Strive for reading and writing and knowledge elite,
All while surrounded by, wishing best for my friends
So I make my attempt, then I see where it ends.
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