The copy machine
The copy machine
Dear school system:
In the past few hundreds of years
A lot of students and teachers were driven to tears
School was promised to bring hope
If students were only given the confidence they could be people like the pope
Some teachers do not understand students strife
Because of this students will worry that they'll have no life
Schools a haven a place of knowledge and games
One step wrong would put a student in shame
School does not understand individuality
They have committed the worst crime of brutality
School was meant to train children to work in factories
What they don't know is that their humans, they do not have batteries
School has killed all creativity
And yet they blame the students for sudden negativity
Each child is different there not the same
If they don't understand something in under one day, there the ones to blame
The copy machine infamous, evil, and it kills dreams
Though this isn't even half of their villainous schemes
Students who are our future should learn things that makes sense
Some students do not need to know the distance of a tree to a fence
There learning where X and Y are and who wrote the declaration of independence
But if they speak their mind or tell the truth they will get suspended
The school system is broken the future is doomed
School must change for the better or our world will be consumed
Students should stop feeling useless and drop out on the scene
We have one thing yet to blame the “copy machine”
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