Being a student isn't easy. You got your whole future ahead and it's a scary prospect. |
I. It was my notion that they all spoke falsehood Then and there, friend and family alike And (later) when I realized truth, I wanted to take a hike I wanted to escape from the geas, if I only could But I was never ever sure that I should How could I understand back then? I was but a small tyke II. We all realize at some point in time That life is limited, it is true And as years go by, I saw time as it flew But my early quest was still only mine I needed to get my life in line! Oh, if only and only if I knew! III. My father sat me down one day “College,” he said, “Is what matters. If you screw school up, your life will be in tatters!” And that's how despair and fear lay On the heart, weight so heavy it may Crush a man or a boy, it's so easy to fall from greased ladders IV. Witness: dreams are as fragile as answers A, B, C, or D [(3x^2-27)divided by 4)] times[ 8x^2) divided by(9-3x)]divided by [(x^2+3x) divided by 6] = A Or so you may say But look here, the answers say the proper response is letter D, can't you see? Looks like you've failed your test; shattered your dream, now where will you get your degree? In the light of despair and failure, hope is so easy to flay V. “We have high expectations for you,” says everyone I am so deathly scared to disappoint And within me, these fears I do anoint And they drive me to near madness, I MUST always succeed, there is no time to run “Don't screw this up,” says dad, “Don't mess up the rest of your entire life, my son. College is, of course, your pinnacle penultimate point.” VI. We may all look like fond friends But school is a competition, no lies here It does not take an oracle or a seer To see classmates fight over appeal and GPA and never make amends The admissions process sees to it that we remain friendly enemies to bitter ends The future fills me to the brim with frenzied frightened fear. VII. The paper lay before me My heart beating faster in my chest With darkening thoughts coming into my head to nest The damned exam, oh how I wanted to flee Oh, merciful god, how could I get an E? How could I fail this test? VIII. The days are a blur My future is now a hard wall With such a steep moat and deep fall But what does it matter, you dumb cur? Fail a test, you lose at life. It is de jure. And at this wall after the fall who could hear my pitiful call? IX. Any hole a man digs into he can escape from I scaled the side of the pit Without any need for a climber's kit Unaided, undaunted, yet still very afraid to fail, I come Out of the hole that tested my resolve, I continue down the path and I hum A sad simple tune, as my world does flit X. High school moves so very fast Faster and rapider still And it isn't until You realize it won't always last And forever is not some hardy mast That will stand tall, and oh, I feel ill XI. I'm sickened by pressure A continual bombardment Of commitments, necessities, and tasks that are adamant That I must preserve to prepare for my future, else my life goes through a thresher What if by the end, I am just a beheaded stalk of grain, a husk, nothing left to measure? Even Prometheus would weep, if I poked through the firmament. XII. The trials and the tribulations The darkness and the uncertainty Sometimes it feels so lonely To make your limited life good, you must make the translation From high school to College, and with learned information through evaluation Improve your quality of living, hopefully. XIII. So now, in the 13th hour. After my scholastic life is aflame And my problems are calm and tame Now, maybe, I'll have the power To lift the horn to my lips, witness my own Dark Tower Saying, “The Childe to the Dark Future Came." |