"School"

School This human assembly line has left me sick and jaded. This soul-slurping, thought-taming institution, this prissy confinement. Here is where pretty young flowers are stripped and weeded before bloom. Where youth’s innocent dreams are built a thousand stories high, and hastily eradicated-all ashes blown away in the colding September winds, oh the repetitive tatter of fresh meat, the humdrum clapping of feet tripping to their lockers. Oh how all cool summer long I would dread the enviable fall, because in these sterile corridors you can stand lonely-surrounded by unheeding populates, each less unique than the last , like a misplaced pariah, or a forsaken child, sobbing, crying, lost-alone… Enclosed in uncaring, strange faces. Unseen, unnoticed, except by the misleading words of lesser men, strangling your heartstrings, burying deep into your mind, nesting there eternally. An embarrassment felt long after the bell rings your rights back. They stalk you home, whisper corruptions into your slumbersome fantasies, and they will always hurt you, always. How one could wear a smile whilst marching down these hideous, mind numbing tubes-unending miles of stale green, I do not know. A monstrous monument to monotony, discrimination, the lesser abyss of our society, is all this is and ever will be.