Going to class

Sometimes I don’t get up

Sometimes I can’t get up

I look out into the day, I see what’s waiting for me

An endless parade of repetitive actions

Every Teacher, every student

Going through the motions

Day in day out

Go to class go to class

Get an education because that’s what life is about

That’s what we live for

Learn; learn from others, learn from your self

How am I supposed to learn in a beige coffin?

Staring at maps and graphs and pictures and literature and art

Reading it not living it

Stuck in this brick waiting room

Go to class go to class

There is nowhere but up

Go to class go to class

This is your time

It’s your turn to begin your life

Climb the ladder to success

You Learn

And Work

Make money

Have a family

 And Die.

Because that’s what living is

Go to class go to class

I can hear my mother screaming at me

“If you want to work at zhers, live paycheck to paycheck, that’s fine, have a nice life”

What do I want to do when I grow up?

I want to create joy not spreadsheets

I want freedom not faculties

 Because I don’t want to make money

I want to make Peace

I want to make love

And I want to make the world a better place

It has come to that time in my life where I have to choose a path

So i can choose education money, and happiness

Or I can choose nothing endless anything

My life my way

My opportunities my choices

Do I need to go to class?

The world is my oyster and I’m going to salt it and swallow it whole

But not yet

First I have to go to class

First I have to get up

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