Teacher: You are given a short poem which is written by a kid. Your task is to predict if the kid is in elementary school or high school. Anyone who is from grade 1st to 6th-grade will be considered as in elementary school, and 7th to 12th-grade kids will be considered as in high school. There are only two possible outputs, i.e., elementary and high. All inputs have at least one output and it cannot have both categories at a time.
Teacher: Now, understand the problem? If you are still confused, see the following example:
he look into your eye that same look just take your breathe away you feel at that moment that he be definitely the one for you but just when you realize that just as fast a he take your breathe away he take your heart and break it into tiny little piece and watch it burn
Solution: high
Reason: The poem is long and linguistically well structured, and the prediction is correct.

Now, solve this instance: all my life i be lonely and felt out of place my whole life not once do i ever feel safe now a i get old and the day pas by i slowly wish that i would die my love have fade and my souls grown cold but i know deep inside that i get ta stay bold every day i 'm lock up in a place that do n't help every night i lie down and feel my tear melt my family do n't know about my every day pain they have no clue that i 'm slowly goin insane my trust have go low and my heart have grow weak nobody understand the depression i speak nobody see the love that i seek i 'm slowly die in way they do n't know i 'm slowly die in way i do n't show with the minute that pas my pain get bad i feel my whole life be just one big curse my best friend disappear with out a trace and my mother feel that i 'm a disgrace i try and i try and get no result it 's not my fault i act on impulse the pain in my heart cant top the pain in my soul every day i look into the mirror and stare into eye the color of coal i wish i could make you see the thing i see i wish i could make you feel the thing i feel at least this way you 'll know that my pain be for real
Student:
high