Holidays is OVER!!!

the earth is spinning too fast!!
URGH!
The homework just keeps going!!
SO IS THE STRESS..
ALERT!ALERT!

THIS GIRL IS GOING CRAZY!!

I WROTE A POEM!!
here it goes....

Im a slave to education
where we are forced to listen
to the torturers blabbering
about calculations,grammars
and many more..
When we fall asleep,
you'll get a shocking awake
where you here a sudden bang
on your working table..
We are dressed in a uniform
the same shirt,blouse,pants and skirt
and if you break the rules they set,
a punishment awaits you..
from just getting a scolding
to strokes of canning
there are days we have to work overtime
which i'll wake up at 6am
and go back home at 6pm or later
im always exhausted and tired from all days work
but no,the torturers dont give us a chance
they'll give you work even though you're home
and you are out of that prison...
but all work leads you to glorious money
and so when i do very well in the prison
i am not freed but given an amount of money..
its better than nothing i say..
I guess im just a slave to education.

-WRITTEN BY ME AND CREATIVE BRAIN CELLS !!

hahahahaha...