Everyday,
I walk away,
With the same sleepy feeling,
Of lame.

I've taken this class,
For the past three years.
They say, "Don't smoke,
Or drink beer."

But who really listens?
Who really cares?

Not one of my peers,
Says No, or Yes,
They just can't decide which is best.

To follow the group?
Or to help yourself?

This class opens many issues,
In the time of our lives,
Where we don't realize,
Who we should be;
Who we need to be;
And who we want to be.

Such sorrow I feel,
For those that do not,
Even realize what has been taught.
 
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