VentingThis is not a proseThis is not a poemThis is not a jokeI attend high schoolIt feels like a prisonWe can't express ourselves We can't dress how we wantWe can't learn what we wantWhy? Why?When will we use it?Algebra? Chemistry? Geometry?I won't be a mathematician I won't be a scientistWhen will we use it?You say these are the essentials of lifeWe'll need this in "real" lifeYeah, rightWhy don't you teach us something useful?Like how to balance a checkbookHow to right a checkHow to keep tabs on our bank accountsYou say it's our parents jobs to teach usOr is it just an excuse not to?What if our parents don't have the time?What if they don't even know how?Again you wouldn't careYou care about test scoresYou care about GPASo you make it tougherHarderImpossibleDoublingSo thanks, thanks a lot. I appreciate it.
NightMareFear the sight of the mareWhen her eyes glow inside her lairIt's your own life at stakeRisk your soul if you dareBeware the gleaming eyes of the NightmareWhere your spirit is sure to break.