last day of school

friday was the last day of school
last lessons last recess last end of school all
last time sit in class laugh work rot

on saturday morning i woke up
and i stared into the blank ceiling
and i thought to myself
there's no more school
there's finally no more school

i knew i never liked school
but i never expected this sense of release
i didnt know i was so tired of school

as experience will tell me
and contrary to what others will
i don think i'll come back to miss it again
i cherish what i have
and i will miss them before they end

there is no love loss between me and the school
not the people i guess
but the school generically

the cry of this generation
and the cause of all the adolescent rebellion
is that we are forced to grow up
but are not treated as such
much is expected of us and we have to live up to it
and they justify it by calling us gentlemen and ladies
but when it comes to treating us accordingly
it comes down to pinpointing mistakes
and then dropping expectations
that they don't fulfill themselves

study is a crime.
i am not a school person
those who cannot contain this rapid growth
become what we like to call -
delinquents.
or many of them at least