Done Every waking hour, I feel weary The thought of doing this again and again It's not that I don't like it The cramming just makes me go insane In every competition I pray for our victory But when success is within our reach The devil in me prays for defeat For after the triumph comes another agony The sleepless wont be over In fact it would start all over again My education left in hold Just like the rest of my world It's tiresome to be like this Not even fame can pay for it No amount of money would be enough Just for the sleepless nights I had I hope it's done - its over So I could continue with my #life I'm done with these and all this crap Not you nor anyone can change that
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