We’ve Asked for Change but it Never Happens
By: Anna Stowers
Today, I heard the phrase “It’ll look good on your resume” 8 times.
I don’t even know what a resume is or how to make one.
Teachers tell me they are preparing me for “real life”,
As if the past 17 years have been a free trial.
Getting an education turned out to be like a competition my mom
signed me up for;
I told her I wouldn’t like it and surprise!
I don’t.
I used to think in days of the week but now I think in test dates.
Everything blends together; every day is the same.
My grades are only as good as my memory
And I can’t remember why I need to learn something I’ll never use.
Nothing is heavier than my backpack except maybe my eyelids.
I’m losing sleep and I'm losing my mind.
I’m going insane, but that’s fine
Because my grades are more important than my mental health.
Even as I write this I know nothing I have to say matters
Unless
It’s typed in Times New Roman 12pt font.