The Life of a High School Student
I wake up to hairless apes
I eat heated chicken embryos
and sometimes grapes
I turn on a screen and Im hit with woes
I go to a school
And I see more hairless creatures
Except the ones here are rather dull
The old one are called teachers
The more I return
I figure out that we play a numbers game
The goal is not to learn
Seriously, what is the aim?
I sit in a room
Filled with my fellow captive
All with the same feeling of gloom
In a system that is not adaptive
But the great pain isn’t clear
We aren’t hurt by an education
It's what we miss I fear
For this can’t be a way to make a nation
Some tell us that It will help us for a career
Then that's not a career I want
Some tell us it's a game thats end is almost near
Then why play into this Stunt?
Surely we can’t be valued by a number less than four
Why do we act as if this number is a placement of God
Our schools and their goals are in a perpetual war
This is surely not face that we can applaud
If you want to educate a generation
Teach them that learning is a right and opportunity
For what we have now is an abomination
Maybe I’m crazy but through discovery we can create a unity
Posted Mar 24, 2022, 2:41 AM UTC