The Grade: Ruler of all

Grades are the only way to reach the top.

I sweat and work until I hear my pencil drop.

College is a necessity, it's what I need.

I know I'll eventually have a family to feed.

The pain my children would feel, as if it was written in braille.

A hard knock life, if their father was to fail.

I tried my best in school, but they'll never see.

Nothing but a failure is what I'm destined to be.

A feeling of despair when my math grade dives.

Why? Because these grades control our lives.

But will colleges ever see the greatness in me?

Or is a working class dad, all I'm destined to be?