0s by 0s followed by strings of 1s
Everything's rated 'bout everyone
Objectively, of course, it's objective
School's the ultimate learning tool
And you'd be nothing without it
No job, no money, no wives
If you drop, so does your life
Humans coded like computers
Binaries in and out our brains
They pick who we are
A loser or a winner
And they won't tell you why
And they'll never know what follows
Raining hits of shame, pain, regret
Their hands rubbing after their cash-pay
When they left us behind
When they left us to pray
For a God we never believed in.
- Author: zackra ( Offline)
- Published: January 6th, 2025 10:04
- Category: Children
- Views: 18
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