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Things started out fine,
Things started out great,
Then we started to pine,
Then we started to hate.

When we were young,
We wanted to be old,
When we were young,
We couldn't be told,

That as you get older,
You wished you were younger,
That when we were older,
Our passions would hunger,

For the days gone and past,
When things were all sweet,
For when those days passed,
Then started the heat-

Then started the deadlines, the homeworks, the graphs
The started the romance, the love and the hearts
Then started the acne, the zits and the spots
Then started the crushes, the dreams and the hots
Then started the conufusion and all that pain
Left you with those feelings and nothing to gain
But keep persevering, and I will tell you:
You keep persevering - I know you'll pull through.