Myself and Me

 Myself and Me. Myself and Me both find ourselves in a flase place, where the ground drifts away, the air fades, the desk are empty, the chalkboard blank. How did this come to be. Life places me here because of who I am. When I’m happy, I’m not productive, because what’s considered productive things interest me. Oh I envy those who enjoy those things, math, science, reading. I wish society would count my things. Instead of being forced to learn about things that don't matter to me. I'm quiet in this place not because I want but because of one, there's no one to talk to and two, I've been taught to be quiet. “If you have nothing nice to say don't say anything at all” There is nothing nice about descension. Don’t complain that your bored. Just do your work and shut up. Because of this I know no one who really knows me and no one truly like me. I’m an outcast in a sea of strangers wherever I go. 

It makes me think who else is like me. Are there others who suffer in silence out of love for others. Because you know of people speak of these things more will feel sad, and so silence is a sacrifice for the joy of others. There is also pressure from society to not complain. There is a false narrative that those who are bad in Stem fields are dumb. This is only true if there's one type of genius which their is not. I try to move on and get through life without complaining too much, do the work and not think about it that much, but I keep finding myself in this desperate place. I think it's becuase you can’t ignore the things you love. It's not like what I do has no value. Art is everywhere, but nobody cares about, everyone just takes it for grantie. Creativity is just if not more important than counting numbers, but no why would society let you become a man of art when they can just make you a man of mathematical things. I’ve learned to think on my own, be my own self, but school wants me to just know things, memorize my way through life. Maybe someone wants to live as the model school moles them into but not me. I want to live not as a machine as a man. And so I write, I will not let myself go silently into the night. The school system is broken and outdated, it's based off the false assumption that knowledge will come from a rigid order of numbers. In reality knowledge or at least the first of its kind, new inventions and discoveries, need to be continually created. In schools all across the country the humanities are steamrolled by Stem, and it drives kids like me insane. If a kid doesn't like a class why make them take. Why waste your time and their time teaching them something they don't need or want. If I never had to take math or science in high school my gpa would be far better. I've done good in every class that I wanted to take. And so I say this with hope that their will be change for the future. Dear world, give students their freedom because then Myself and Me could finally leave this place.

Submitted April 30, 2019 at 11:49AM by Rembercabost http://bit.ly/2vujL9h