I knew that university
Was not best for some.
I would much rather
Have secured an admin
Apprenticeship or office junior role.
I just did not know where
To look since my ol'mum
Lied to the local authorities
That was off my list
From the very start.
I said that out of 200 people
On your course only
About 20 will get the
Job they set their sights on.
And obviously that it
Cost money for more
Than just the yearly
Course fees and books.
Another four years
In uncertain education
Cast a seed of doubt
In my mind. I know
The teachers pushed
Me to carry on and
I was not simply rebelling
Thinking I was cool.
I did not want
To owe my parents.
They would not have
Helped me. They tried
To steer me to the
Armed Forces my whole childhood.
I cannot see you
With a gun.
No it was not me.
I was more or less
A conscientious objector.
I was an artist.
I was anti-war.
I disliked everything
About that life style.
Being posted with no objection?
I wanted a degree of freedom
That I never had as a kid.
It is normal to want choice.
To choose your own destiny.
I wanted to choose my own path.