Believe me when I say that I never like to complain

But at the risk of staying sane allow me to dissect my brain

And peel back the nerves to show you what I’m hiding 

Though my facade appears at ease, on the inside, I’m dying.

You pile the workload on my back like I was an ass in heat

I guess grades are important, I don’t wanna wind up in the street.

But take into consideration that though I value education

It’s not the only factor present in my day to day vocation.

For when the school doors close and I arrive in my home

My rants are silenced, and I’m forced to quell my prose

I’m the oldest of 4 siblings, 2 of which I live with 

They range from autistic to genius, but all are quite gifted

For they have the magical ability to drain hours out of my day

And though I love them to death, they’re murdering my GPA

So when I arrive to english class running on 30 minutes of sleep

Because my brother’s midnight howling ate up all my counting sheep

I pray that you cut me slack, and just try not to bother

For though I’m only 17, I've spent most of my life being a father.