raise your glass

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raise your glass

Dear classmates,

Cheers.

Raise your glasses,

And let us swallow our pills of reality

And stifle back all of our dreams.

Stuck in a system that has never worked,

That has killed as many lives as it has souls.

Let us pick up the duck tape

And stick it on our own mouths;

Let us zip tie our own hands together.

Let us do what we are told.

Take one last breath before sinking to the bottom.

Choose now;

Death or recluse.

Boredom or shame.

Cheers to us,

May we die quietly

And may we help our executioners on

The way out.

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a grossly melancholy piece about hating the school system <3

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