Grades?

By: Jerry Zhang

I got a bad grade on French,

But who the hell care,

Cause I got a good grade elsewhere.

I hate how my grades are unbalanced,

Like a car with a tire flattened.

My grades harasses me day and night,

That I don't even know what is wrong or right.

Now my other grades are A-ok,

But they aren't the best in my opinion,

I think I'll just enjoy life for a year,

And take on the pressure next year.

Next year, Imma go all in,

So that my grades can surely win!

So screw my crap grades for now,

Cause I hate to debate for my grades!

Like a baby bird trying to fly,

I'm trying to raise my marks up high.

When I try hard I feel like a retard,

Cause I can't seem to get to the top.

But sometimes I'm so lazy,

That I think I even forgot my A-Z.

I don't know if I'm trying enough,

But it seems getting good grades are really tough.

What can I do now?

Guess I'll just have to try harder.

Report card day is like a dream,

Both exciting and dreadful.

My heart starts to pumpin,

And my mind goes blank.

I hear the crunch of the envelopes,

The paper fills me with hopes.

I become a little kid waiting for candy,

I guess I still care about my grades.

If I really want my grades to change,

Guess I'll have to start arrange.

Cause my work habits and life,

Just don't seem that right.

I gotta start the change with myself,

So I don't have to blame anyone else.