Educate me please!
I need it sure.
But don’t teach me things
That I don’t care for.
Learning you think
Is knowing more and more
But how come I feel
That view is only yours.
May be its not for me to say all this
Pardon me if too boastful or wrong.
But without the cramming I can clearly think
My eyes are sharp my memory is strong
Spectacles which are thick
Scare me a lot
And bags which are heavy
Hinder my growth.
Educate me please,
As I need it for sure.
But stopping me from being me
Is too much of a cost.

Richa