Slamming School Systems


I used to dream of lab coats,

Of saving people’s lives.

I used to dream of science fields,

‘Til counselor mocked my fear of knives.


I then moved on to pursuing art,

I’d let people interpret my dreams.

On canvas, cloth, on human flesh,

But Dean yelled job stability; life’s theme.


My professor suggested I settle down.

I jumped to his field of psychology.

How can I try to analyze others,

When thus far they’ve flopped on assessing me?


Now I think back to my seventh grade,

To a teacher whose name I can't recall.

I told her my plans and said I was floundering,

But maybe it was they who dropped the ball.


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