So why is school, life
And life, school
Born for elementary
To learn to count the numbers,
Memorize the letters of the alphabet
And work the way up to the
Table
Stacked with multiplication
Problems
Just to climb to
Middle school
With snobby little
*******
Their prissy little
Cliques—
That make or break you,
Decide your fate
And high school
Tries to even out the awkwardness,
With the cloud of the
Future
Hanging over your head
And still studying
For what, well,
You’re not quite sure
To grow up:
End up working at
A job that
Churns your stomach;
Curls your extended fingers and
Stretched palms
Into fists
To walk on with an
Empty face
And stare into the eyes of many
Empty
People, trudging along
With the same education
As you.
Dec 12, 2012
Dec 12, 2012 at 10:23 PM UTC
So why is school, life
And life, school
Born for elementary
To learn to count the numbers,
Memorize the letters of the alphabet
And work the way up to the
Table
Stacked with multiplication
Problems
Just to climb to
Middle school
With snobby little
*******
Their prissy little
Cliques—
That make or break you,
Decide your fate
And high school
Tries to even out the awkwardness,
With the cloud of the
Future
Hanging over your head
And still studying
For what, well,
You’re not quite sure
To grow up:
End up working at
A job that
Churns your stomach;
Curls your extended fingers and
Stretched palms
Into fists
To walk on with an
Empty face
And stare into the eyes of many
Empty
People, trudging along
With the same education
As you.
