Three projects, four poems, problems one through ninety-three

All of which add on to pre-existing anxiety

You’re so busy you don’t have a second to spare

So you completely forget about your own self care

You study so long you can barely see

Yet, you only make a 20 on your ACT

The people who score better get a head start

Because the system makes them seem extra smart

School, let me introduce you to the art of failing

It’s something that leaves us students flailing

We worry too much about fishing for a good grade

When we need to worry about how we're going to get paid

Your parents ask you what you learned at school with hope

And sigh when you learned Jimmy has 32 bottles of soap

But hey, it’s not at all your fault

It’s the school system that has your learning at a halt

Credit, taxes, investment, student loans

These are things we need to not learn alone

I say these words, but I have to come clean

I have completely, utterly, no idea what they mean