Never challenged by a book
Nor a test ever shook
Perfect scores cover the board
Yet still held back, it makes me sore

Is school so essential?
So very prudent?
Or a motive kept confidential
This coming from a grade A student

All the time and work I do
And what comes out I ask to you
I know how to write
I know how to think
No one beats me at math
I'm not a douche,
Just saying the facts
I am perfection in the system
Yet still I feel like a lost pilgrim

Everything I'm told to know
I've perfected while on the go
Yet everything I know I need
They tell me that's all up to me

Friends? How's that work?
I'm seventeen years of age
Yet it's just my third year onstage
My parents don't use modern perks
Technology
A missed prerequisite
No apology
What I learned belongs in an exhibit


How to choose a career?
To build oneself and defend?
Relationships and taxes?
Now that's a complex brand

I know all the facts
Believe me I do
I don't call out a lie
Unless I know it's untrue
I represent all sides
No matter how deep we go
So then why can I not find
A good result, in what we sow

Industrialization built this brand
They still supply the ancient demand
The individual is taught to fit in
When all of the greats
Are hated by kin
Believe in fate
That you were not destined
For some dream you held
That you dispelled
At the slightest headwind

That's what they will teach
Your limits aren't reached
For that you must look
So deep on your own

Not saying they're useless
This isn't a diss
But they are old...
Age isn't experience
It means more possibility
Of morals to be sold
Expectance for obedience
And less adaptability
They aren't evil or completely wrong
But neither do they sing our song

My journey started only months ago
Deciding my own seed I'd grow
They didn't offer enough to me
So out, alone, for me I seek
Someone special may I meet
Someone special may I be
But under them I won't grow
So to the world I head, alone
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