I’m finally growing up; I realize
Real eyes can recognize these real lies

Lies he, in a landscape barren
Bearin’ a false teachin’ he believed in

Deceived by these elders, he felt like the bait
Bate the result as they betray the whole class of '08
Ate the lessons; trusted; left awed
Odd how you long to go back, sidestep the façade

Fraud; caused his mind to alter
Altar of this education abandoned; falter

Faltered, for as he appraised
Praised then, all of the knowledge he gained

Drained; an opinion he lacks
Lax for years but now he’s on track

Track wisdom; has a mental axe
Acts as a way to crash walls, fight back

Knack for writing, it became peace
Piece of heart in each written-release
Release stress; negative cease
Sees in a new light, consciousness increased

Impeach his old ways and his mind state
State his ideals through wordplay

Sure, cliché, but this is my chance
Chants that make a difference from my stance

 
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