Just Being Honest

I love education but hate school. Call me ungrateful but it's true. Honesty is the closest thing I have to sanity. I have to be honest with myself or else no one will. I have to break this cycle of struggle and pain. My kids will never know how it feels. That's my dream and I'm sticking to it. I suffer in silence because no one will understand. Especially when you stand on the outside and look in. It looks as though I have it easy. The sad part is I do. Free education, employed, no major responsibilities. Why am I complaining again? Oh becasue my dad never wanted me, my mom didnt have time for me, and the only love I knew died when I was of age 5. That's right, love doesn't live here anymore. If it does it's not paying rent, may I vent. You see my heart strains to pump blood to give me life. It's too weak from the fight. You haven't heard? Yeah it lost to my soul and mind. My heart didn't stand a chance. Now it struggles to give anyone else a chance. After the tragic loss of my brother I focused on school. Now I don't sound much of a fool. I craved the acceptance of the teachers. I was loved by most and wanted by all. All teachers wanted me in class and they paid close attention to me. Attendance check. Grades check. I never noticed until now that they gave that same attention to everyone. Now I'm old enough to know that my future lies in my hands. So I love education but I hate school. Knowledge will take me as far as anyone has ever been. So I say once more I love education but I hate school.

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