Write an poem about the color red for me

Pretty in red

black hair straight

she got out of bed

she got up and she read

my story, not of plates,

pretty in red

my poem led

us to a debate

she got out of bed

she sang instead

so early, not late

pretty in red

she was now quite ahead

she always knew the date

pretty in red

she got out of bed.

Explanation:

honestly, school in itself just seems to be a huge waste of time. a lot of people graduate but still end up not doing anything in college anyways, which really makes the whole point of graduating seem useless. i'd rather not bring anyone's hopes up then. what i'd recommend is for whoever's reading this to simply drop out.

i mean, kanye did it. he said something along the lines of, "don't let society tell you what to do." now, he's obviously a very successful person, and since his album is called the college dropout i guess he never really had to go through all that nonsense in order to become a millionaire. the same goes for anyone else then.