School Daze

School Daze In my school daze my younger dumber daze, I learned many things, but not what I need. I admit I rejected them like a bad boy does. It’s my fault, they say. It’s my fault, I’m poor. I kind of know what verbs are and what X+T might be. But, what do I do when a cop calls? How do I live in society? I learned to socialize with other pigs at the trough. Like crabs dragging their friends, into lives of pointless slop. I can play Shakespeare quite well, but I can’t play the stocks. I can obey all the rules, which is all they really teach you in schools. But, how do I get free? How to rise above my place? I can flip a burger, but how do I win the race?