Dear High School

Dear high school,

Why do you waste my time?

Why do you teach me junk?

I won't use math when I'm thirty,

No one will care if I flunk.

 

Dear teachers,

Your tangents are pointless,

Your lectures even more so.

There's nothing you could teach me

That I'll need to know.

 

Dear school board,

I can't show my midrift?

I can't show my butt?

You think my future employers

Care if I look like a slut?

 

Dear high school,

Turns out they cared that I failed,

And didn't like my point of view.

Now I'm jobless and broke,

And I blame no one but you

 

Sincerely,

Failure

 

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