The Grade
The grade will never be high enough for them
The things I need to know are the longest list
But the list of things I do know runs thin
The scolding is endless
I'm a straight C
If not an F
But the smarts they don't see
Will never be enough
Go to college
Get a degree
I don't have a brain to salvage
Even if I work much later than three
What's your GPA
What’s your ACT
What could I say
I want them to stop bothering me
Whats one thing you cant trade
You guessed it The Grade
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