I Don'T Need It!

I’m at my wit’s end The molecular formulas the electron configurations are killing all sensations of living that I ever had A seemingly unbeatable force backed by that foe from the East as he manipulates and propagates this vicious cycle of ill-instruction in which he tests the knowledge of that which is never taught I find myself caught in this trap I’m wrestling with pages of notes all while in desperate need of a nap Why do I need to know how oxygen bonds to carbon in order to diagnose an illness? Or in order to tell if a bone is broken or not? I don’t! That’s just it! All of this mindless, structural knowledge, I don’t need it! Once I’m in the true school of higher-learning, where I’ll get the real tools to future success I’ll forget it all in order to learn what I really need to know so that I may help my fellow man