
The Drudgery of School
School...ugh.
Means getting up early.
Studying a lot.
Doing homework until I have a headache.
Listening to a teacher run his/her mouth for hours.
Immature and crass people in my class.
Tests.
Worrying about grades.
Hardly time to do what I want.
But though I hate it,
I still take responsibility,
and get up everyday for school.
It's a bother,
but it will help me get somewhere in the future.
School won't last forever.
It's just a temporary phase in life.
Pull through, soldiers.
This poem is about:
Me