To graduate, or not to graduate, that is the question:

To graduate, or not graduate, that is the question:

Whether it’s better to be educated

By doing all the work that is thrown out,

Or to rebel against the school system

And by doing so not meet the requirements. To flunk, to fail—

No more—and by failing to say we have no unwanted

Stress and late night study sessions

That students are born into. This is the wish

Every heart has. To flunk, to fail;

To fail, maybe to disappoint. You see, that’s the thing,

For if we fail, our parents would surely not approve,

When we bring home our report card,

We must stop. That’s what makes us want

To try our very best in school.

For who would deal with the several page packets and questions to go with,

The teacher’s constructive criticism, the student’s sarcastic remarks,

The growls of hungry stomachs, the bell’s ringing,

The complaints of many, and the insults

That get thrown around carelessly,

When we could just not show up to this

Building at all? Who would put up with school,

To work and write under close supervision,

But those who are scared of letting parents down,

The downcast looks from those who care most about you

That we can never forget, confuses our desires,

And makes us want to push through the hard work we have

Than give up and not accomplish anything at all?

So this is what makes all of us studious;

And so our natural tendencies of laziness

Are ignored because of our fear to disappoint.

This is what drives us to push away our instincts

And makes us want to go through school and graduate.