The Rant of an AP Student

Oh, how I long so very much,

For fresh air I cannot clutch.

A break from this madness would be enough,

Everyday, all day there's a rush, 

For you must always be impeccably tough.

A day, one day, is all I ask,

To finish your daunting tasks.

Ah, the luxury of some students to frolick and play, 

I am the child who decided my ways.

Is this beneficial you say?

Consumed to the core,

Another test score

A number void of meaning,

Except when you apply for a college that you're dreaming.