You go to school, every day
stand the early mornings,
subjects you don't like,
days you'd feel like staying in
For twelve long years
Just for to be able to
finally vomit all the knowledge
that has accumulated into you
write it down on paper
put your theories into words
in only six hours
after doing that
you're expected to be happy
because it's now done and over
expected to laugh and cheer
when you really have only two words
bouncing around in your
now emptied mind:
"Now what?"