An Emo Poem I Wrote Long Ago


Just found this emo poem I wrote in high school buried in my computer.


In fifth grade teachers make students move
Between classrooms in preparation for middle school.

In eighth grade they design courses
In the model of ninth grade in preparation for high school.

In high school they instruct majors
And electives in preparation for college.

In college they offer majors
In certain fields in preparation for graduate school.

In graduate school they teach specific skills
Required in preparation for occupations.

In occupations they hand out salaries
Every two weeks in preparation for retirement.

I am confused how all this preparation
Prepares someone for life’s primary goal:
Enjoying it.