By: Verity Rabin
What is required of me?
Do I meet expectations?
If I study hard, I get a degree;
who cares if I have reservations.
I’ll be what they want,
no true thoughts will escape my throat.
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I have taken an oath
I’ll speak when I’m told
turn it in on time
I’ll earn stars of gold
for I’m young and in my prime
How can I “be more”
I have nothing left to give
A perfect mold of a scholar
my grades will outlive.