The System

Ya tell me to color inside the lines, to go and take my time.

Be myself, but only in the design that you decide. 

Learn only what you teach. No, I don't get a chance to preach.

This is a system you own. A system that I don't condone.

I'm expected to exceed these absurd abnormalities.

Perhaps you forget we're all different beings. 

How are we expected to learn the same things the same way.

This ain't no play, dreams don't get their way.

This system has to change before we all get deranged