I hate school, but I love education.

I never raise my hand I just sit patient waiting, for us to make eye contact while 

Im sitting way in the back

You call on me when you know, I don't know the anwer because you love doing things like that

Trying to compensate for your inadequate life, and never seem to notice me when my answer is right

Gloat about how you have a degree, and give me 101 reason why your better than me, old than me,

and so much smater than me, so please explain why that diploma doesn't say phD 

I mean when you think about it your life must suck, 

What do you see when you stare at your reflection at the 

bottom of that coffee mug 

A middle aged man

You got one kid

A wife and a house

But your still so unsatisfied with the life you live

So you huff, and you puff, and put your hands on your hips

And gives us a test and pretend like you really taught us this shit

So when we all get a 'F' you act so disappointed, and I can't

help but think that this is what you really wanted. 

But when I get that 'A' I know it kills you to say that

"you did a good job, have a nice day."