I've always thought that getting the best grades in school means I'm winning the race
I'll feel accomplished
And fulfilled
So I tried my hardest
I didn't realize I was falling into the hands of society
Why was I revolving my entire life on my studies?
So I could please myself...
I don't, I don't want my life to centre around school
I don't want be blinded by the society's desire of having the best grades in school
Because they say if you do well, your life will be better
I realized by the end of it all, I still wouldn't be happy with the results
But it's too late
My mind has already been hey-wired to follow instructions
And learning to deviate from the rest is not something I could do
Why
I don't want my life like this
I don't want to lose to the world
No that's not right
I don't want my battle to be in this world
I don't want to lose to this world neither do I want to win here
In the end, it won't be worth it...
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