An Ode To a Levels

An Ode to A levels I thought I would try A levels, how hard could it be? Since then I have concluded, it’s not my cup of tea. Brainwashed into obsessing over grades on a test, They seem to matter more than the fact I have progressed. It's no longer about studying subjects I love, It's about ensuring I reach the level above. A levels have forced me to work late into the night, A levels have taught me, my work still won’t be right. A levels have shown me that, coffee is essential, To ensure my work is done, to its full potential. For hours I revise from; quotes, facts, dates and so much more, Why is it better to study, than it is to explore? I say no to opportunities, so I can highlight my notes, With no time for experiences, all I know will be quotes! (Thanks Shakespeare!) I don’t understand the reason for revision, Is because going to Uni is apparently our vision. A levels have forced me to work late into the night, A levels have taught me, my work still won’t be right. Yet, A levels continue to make me smile, As I see if my work pays off after a while.