Social studies, a world so wide,
With maps and globes, and words we can't find.
A teacher speaks, but there's no reply,
And we struggle, searching, asking why.

What if we could just understand,
What all of this means, where it’s meant to land?
But when no one helps, we stand alone,
Looking for answers that aren’t yet known.

So we carve our own paths,
Seeking and finding, despite the wrath.
And if no one gets it, we stand our ground,
With friends who know, and answers found.