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Most dread it
While few others cherish it.
From 7:30 to 2:35
We wake only to dream of sleep.

From one room to another
On and on the lectures and classes go.
We pray and beg
Just for the time to hit home.

Some classes are fun while others
Are boring beyond belief.
But for our future we stick with it
Just so we can make a decent living instead of being on the street.

It's like a prison for the crooks
And we are serving time like it was a cruel joke.
Only four more years left to go
Before we have freedom only to serve once more.

Oh well that's life
Man does it suck.
But that's ok I'll survive
I'll just be knocking off a few years of my life.