School
1 2 3 4
A B C D
Those were the first things
That were taught to me
In elementary school I was taught
How to read and write
But my handwriting made it so
Teachers never knew if I was right
As I passed on through school
I discovered what I enjoyed
And knew what subjects I’m good at
And which ones to avoid
The classes I did like
Were math and science
I mastered the times table
Which I have a constant reliance
But the other classes
Like english and history
Were hard for me to complete
Because the answer was a mystery
To me analyzing a book
And writing an essay
Was something my skill level
Would never get better than “okay”
Every morning I wake up
And eat a big bowl of cereal
Then go to school and hopefully
Learn some new material
In the future I want to be an engineer
So I won’t be using history, literature, and such
So why am I required to take classes
That won’t be useful very much
On the other hand there are students
Who like other things and majors
But right now we all have the same classes and
We all appear like the same teenagers
Why should I be reading random books
And analyzing Tale of Two Cities
When I really want to be learning how
To build bridges and cities
Yes, the mitochondria is
The powerhouse of the cell
But figuring out taxes and
Buying a house doesn’t ring a bell
Do I think school is stupid
No you have me wrong
But I think the current education
System just doesn’t belong
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