The Excuse Of A Lazy Kid Poem by Wini Jose

The birds are so lucky; they can fly into the blue,
The flowers can bloom, so beautiful, so true.
The rivers can flow the way it wants,
But I cannot even breathe the way I want.
Buried under a pile of books, is crushed my childhood,
My elders ask me to study; it's for your own good.
In between the laws of Newton and Einstein's equation,
I am stuck in a horrible situation.
There is no way I can escape from the benzene ring of organic chemistry,
Conversions for me were always mysteries.
Learning the function of heart,
My own beating heart gets a sudden start.
The way I study is wrong they say,
Love the subjects you learn and everything will come your way.
But how can I love something that I hate,
Something for which I have no taste.
Everyone looks at your grades and not at your personality,
If you are bad at grades, then you face no justice or equality.
You are doomed to hell,
And doomed to live inside a shell.
My dreams are all trapped inside a simple benzene ring,
Trying to fly away from it with a golden wing.
To break the bonds and live my life, my way,
Is my wish and is all I got to say.