In life's bundle, small collections compile, At school, our minds embrace thoughts so versatile. Ambitions soar high in our youthful dreams, Where poverty cannot hinder our gleaming streams. Nightmares dare not invade our innocent heads, For ambitions are part of being human, it spreads.   But the outside world, oh, it presents a surprise, A special menu, unseen by youthful eyes.   School tasks pile up, demanding our attention, Our legs, agile as footballers, fulfill the mission. We race like rhinoceros, fueled by zest, Assuming life is an algebraic conquest. We believe the ladder to success is easy to climb, But school corridors can haunt, recalling a different time, Prompting us to reconsider our decisions, To contemplate life's complex provisions.   No gold is served on a silver platter's gleam, At school, pressure remains a distant theme. Yet, as students, we must acknowled