The days are montonous
And everything feels the same
To the pitiful highschool kids
Who do not care much about fame

These kids just want
Good marks in the test
Which will shape their life forever
Hopefully for the best

By looking at these kids
You can just tell
That these aspirants are cut from the
The social life and are mentally unwell

All the kids came with a hope
With their dreams high and afloat
But either they end up ending themselves
Or become just another robot