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Earplugs (Why Midterms Suck)
i really miss hearing the birds singing,
and now one big hazard is parking lots.
i should be flying, a bird that's winging,
but i'm just sitting here, connecting dots.
Everything i watch has to be silent
and listening to music is right out;
it's not enough for me to be violent,
but it does make me want to sadly shout.
This is a project i won't abandon;
i'll do what i must until it's over,
although it certainly is a sad one.
i need the luck of a four-leaf clover
because, once all is really done and said,
it will have really messed with my poor head.
