On the first class meeting of my freshman year,

I was told that when you leave highschool

you are two numbers.

SAT:

GPA:

keep up your grades,

stay out of trouble,

get involved.  

3 grades and a mental brakedown later, 

I await the breaking of my chains in June

All honors classes,

pounds of homework, 

extracurriculars every day.

The one thing I can truly say I learned

is that my feelings are not important. 

My happiness is not important.

These schools aren't looking for students; 

They're looking for perfect, automatic 

Robots.