Students
Students don't want to go to school before the sun is even up
Our brains are dead
We can't even pay attention to what our teachers have said
Students don't want to participate in a classroom where we are told to sit down and shut up
Our bodies are trapped in rooms with no windows, only walls
We miss the old days, when we were encouraged to go out and play with balls
Students are forced to conform
Our teachers expect us to follow all of the rules, no matter how stupid they may be
We are not allowed to do things without their permission, not even go pee
Students just want to fit in
Our classmates judge us by the way we look, by what we wear
We are judged by the money we have, it just isn't fair
Students want to get a good education and have good teachers who care
Our brains need to be stimulated and we need to learn
We want to get good grades and have less concern
Teachers assume that our grades do not matter to us
And that when it comes to college, we just don't care
But there are many of us who would do anything to get there.
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