Physics
Physics, physics, physics you torture me
You are all I ever see
When my head hits my pillow designed for sleep.
However, when I'm your class my mouth never makes a peep
I never learn much about you,
Only that I never think stuff through.
Help me, physics for three straight hours
I don't know try or cower.
Please save me from unending equations
Each class makes me plead for a vacation
Energy equals mass times the speed of light squared
I couldn't bring myself to drop out even if I dared.
This poem is about:
Me