That smart girl in front of the class
Hand always raised.
It seems like it`s all so easy for her.
And to the sky she is praised
That smart girl goes home
Sit down and study for 8 hours straight
Wanting to be great
For each failure cuts her to the bone.
People not understanding why she`s to erratic
Calling her dramatic, fanatic, and problematic.
Frustrated to the point of crying
She acts like she`s dying
People don’t understand the meaning of that low grade
But her mind goes on a self-crusade, feeling betrayed.
She does her best and still it`s not enough
Because this stuff
Is just too rough
And she can´t bluff
So, home she scuffs
Here she has to discuss
If in her, her parents put to much of their trust.
Being ready to combust
She is hushed.