Boards, Boredom and Beyond

Wake up at six, pretend I’m alive,
Catch the bus like it’s an F1 drive.
Books so thick they block the sun,
And yet we call this “education fun.”

Math’s a puzzle, Chem’s a spell,
Bio just reminds me how much I fell.
“Boards are near!” they love to scream,
I smile and scroll through meme after meme.

Teachers say, “Focus!”; parents too,
Notes half-written, brain on snooze.
Still, I act like I’ve got nothing to lose,
But deep down, I kinda care
Even if I just sit and stare.

Cause tenth is tough, but I’ll survive,
With snacks, some luck, and a midnight drive.