Lonely Days
In a quest for a tomorrow,
The sacrifices meant to be
Paid, ought to cost us
But the real deal is unfathomable.
Years of daily toils,
Sessions of study;
Brutal weeks of punishment,
Hurtful words for failed termly tests;
High expectations from oldsters.
High hopes of association from peers.
These IS costly!!
Am I alone??
Victor Joseph
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