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how come my mind does not work in the way that it can master science and maths the subjects of rationality and the ones that society holds closely how come i sit here too emotionally annoyed that i cannot tell you instantly what five times seven is how come i am friends with those who could easily lord their subjects above me and welcome knowledge into their rounded brains so subtly i prize maths so highly and the sciences, physics and biology and i see myself as someone who could handle those subjects but actually i do sociology it is familiar and repetitive yet interesting theory however i wish i could write poetry about how the stars work above me and how cells divide and multiply all i can say is that i am sitting here quietly knowing all the social ills i could know upset because i cannot solve anything it’s like education left me behind when they saw the boys in front of me do their times tables quicker when i was crying on my own, watching society learn and grow instead of learning the things i needed to in order to be considered clever.
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Jan 10, 2019
Jan 10, 2019 at 1:16 PM UTC
nothing is wrong with sociology
how come my mind does not work in the way that it can master science and maths the subjects of rationality and the ones that society holds closely how come i sit here too emotionally annoyed that i cannot tell you instantly what five times seven is how come i am friends with those who could easily lord their subjects above me and welcome knowledge into their rounded brains so subtly i prize maths so highly and the sciences, physics and biology and i see myself as someone who could handle those subjects but actually i do sociology it is familiar and repetitive yet interesting theory however i wish i could write poetry about how the stars work above me and how cells divide and multiply all i can say is that i am sitting here quietly knowing all the social ills i could know upset because i cannot solve anything it’s like education left me behind when they saw the boys in front of me do their times tables quicker when i was crying on my own, watching society learn and grow instead of learning the things i needed to in order to be considered clever.
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Jan 10, 2019
Jan 10, 2019 at 1:16 PM UTC
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