Law school felt like battling a monstrous beast,
From day one: a torturous intellectual feast.
Cases and books—an oppressive digest,
The LSAT was just the appetizer for this relentless quest!
Many groaned, calling the LSAT a dread,
Unaware it was a preview of sleepless nights ahead.
Reading, briefing, monotonous lore,
Parties a myth! All fun’s out the door!
Free time vanished, hobbies took flight,
Gym and karate? All gone overnight!
Constantly seated, my chair-bound plight,
Gained weight! Out of shape! Now, isn’t that right?
No midterms to ease, just finals—so grand;
One exam to decide if you sink or stand!
Finishing 1L, stress rockets in flight,
A 3-hour horse race final in the dead of night.
Graded on a curve, it’s anyone’s game,
Score high, yet still, can endure the shame.
Classmates as rivals, friends now in jest,
Cutthroat and brutal; law school’s no rest.
Three years of torture, sleepless and grim,
Reading and writing till your eyesight dims.
Friends? What friends? They all disappeared!!
Only on Christmas, some family cheered.
Then there’s the BAR, oh man, what a “treat,”
Study till you fall off your seat!
California’s the worst—tough as can be.
Fail—and an attorney you may never be!
Money? You ask, was it worth all the pain?
Well, lawyers ain’t rolling in endless champagne!
Huge responsibility and liability too,
Makes you ponder: Was this the right thing to do?
But if law is your passion; your heart’s true delight,
Maybe—just maybe—it’s worth the long fight.
Yet, if you dream of something else instead,
Run far from law school, run fast, my friend!
Wolverine Lily 