No More Boos

Force me into 

A desk

Pass me a paper, 

Pass me a test,

No,  no! Is that your own thought?

It's not allowed here, 

It's absolutely not!

This is school, where your learn 

Not what is important in life, 

Not how to discern, 

But you have so much strife 

The pressure of the system 

Bears down on me 

How can I escape

This required custom?

Expect us to labor for hours on end 

No rest for you, child!

All your time you must spend 

On pleasing us here

That's most important, right?

Because we're focused on 

Making your future "bright"

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