My Relationship With School
I love to learn, but I hate school
Homework just makes me feel like a fool.
I love to read, just not textbooks
And hate my classmate's dirty looks.
Oh, don't even start to mention tests
And bullies are much more than pests.
I wake up at a quarter to seven
And my early bedtime is at eleven.
Now senior year means I get to stress
About what college would be best.
And getting loans and scholarships
Is making my stomach do painful flips.
I want to say shut up and listen
These are my thoughts that I have written.
But no one cares enough to see
The agony inside of me.
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