Just a thing I wrote one anxious day...

​Childhood does not prepare us for the real world
Do as your told, now that’s a good girl
Don’t talk to strangers, or better yet
Don’t talk at all, that’s as good as it gets
Sit and listen and let me fill your head
You’re not ready to choose for yourself, they said
How many times did I hear in school,
“Stop talking, sit down, and follow the rules”?
Yet then they wonder why we don’t succeed
Out in the world when it’s our turn to lead
I’m terrified ‘cause I never learned how
Praised to avoid things I gotta do now
I’m supposed to talk to strangers every day
It’s no wonder I don’t know the right things to say
Praised for sitting quietly like a good girl
I’m a hopeless case, out in the real world
I’m so far behind, I’m coming in last
I was the best behaved kid in my class
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Anyone else already had it with this month?