f’ck school

I can't find my shoes The dog ate my homework I hit the snooze And missed the bus This plastic chair hurts It's hard to think straight And I'm staring out the window Lost in my daydreams again But no one's yelling at me Because the classroom is empty As empty as my head And my tongue is coated in dust From eating the chalk Because the words on the board Didn't make sense So I tried to swallow them whole And the books are all written in braille And my calluses are too thick To feel the page And I keep raising my hand To ask for help But no one's there to To tell me why They say, "When you're ready, The teacher will come," So I'm still sitting in this room Waiting to be taught But it's warm outside My feet are bored And the…