The Paradox

 

 

I love education;

The feeling that my skull is overflowing

With an abundance of comprehension

And it’s not all black and white,

It’s grey and yellow and blue and red

And the bewilderment of 2 + 2

Never ceases to exist

 

But

 

I hate school;

The feeling that I am trapped

Amongst those who stare and whisper

And teach me that it’s principal to stay silent.

The teachers and money-makers expect so much

And I feel the pressure slowly constricting like a noose.

It is all colourless.

 

What a nonsensical paradox this is.

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