You nerd, why don’t you put on your glasses?
This way they say you are the best.
But see, your neighbor has got better grades.
And they find him better now.
I say, I will travel.
I say, I will write.
I say, I will make memories.
From rain outside my room to snow covered mountains.
Because, these are all what we live for.
Then, what about the grades, dear?
Well, they will eventually fade away.
From minds, from lives.
What stay with us are the feelings associated with moments,
Memories in hearts of yours and mine,
Or in a letter I shall write to you
To be kept carefully inside your favorite book.
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