Oh, how I loathe health class,
not that I hate health.
They tell me not to commit suicide.
Sure, THAT is going to help.
They tell me not to have sex,
and force me to state why.
And they tell me to express my feelings
and that it is OK to cry.
The state gives them bull
to feed me every day.
And the teacher also taught P.E.
and approaches it the same way.
I think that I am mentally stable
and I do not need a dumbass's help.
And I do not need them to explain to me
How to use use a fucking belt.
I can balance a damn checkbook.
I can summarize just fine.
And I do not think it will kill me
if I have a little wine.
How does having a colorful assignment
going to help me in life?
I want to be a doctor,
but with their advice I would probably die.
Teach this to the mentally retarded
And get THEM a little "smarted".
They are wasting my time
I will really be fine.
I hope they believe in karma.
Because they are preventing me
from taking drama.