School with many rules

I went to that school,

Where there was so many rules.

I never cried ,

When i attended my first day of my school

But inside i died.

 

Every year of my school was so new,

Books,chapters,teachers,student and

Lessons few.

But to me everything seems to flew,

As i grew.

 

Sometimes some teachers were bitter

As brandy,

And sometimes sweeter like sugarcandy

Every teacher knew me,

Not because of my talent,

But for being frequently absent.

I always wonder why,

I went to that school where there was

So many rules.

 

Being not so good student in my class,

Still i always looked outside the window glass.

My place was always changed with

Almost all the topper of my class,

But still it never made me topper

Among the school mass.

 

I was always used to be a quiet

And a shy girl,

With somewhat little straight

And little wavy curl.

Being tallest in my class

I always used to stand last in my line,

Which always made me feel

Like cloud nine.

 

But still I didn’t liked that school

Where my whole family went,

And where thirteen years of

My life was spent.

That school is still the best

School in the city

But it always appeared to me

Very witty.

 

I always wonder why

I went to that school

Which make me feel bore,

But then i remembered it was the place

Where i learnt how to explore.

Today i may not be student of that school,

But still today i am abide by its golden rules.

 

I may not be a best student

Which you wanted me to be,

But i am a good person

Which you dreamed for me to be.

Now i have all the answer to my question

Why i went to that school,

Where there was so many rules.

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