Another day in this place that has become my home
I sit and feel the ticking hammer on my bone.
I hear the idiots chatter as they try to seem smart
It feels like my thoughts are being torn apart.
I see the dolls walk by with their fake smiles,
They lies and broken promises forming piles.
Every day is same.

Some teachers make me want to come
While others make me feel dumb.
Friends that have a place in my heart
Make it hard to part.
Everyday seems like it will never end
with people asking me for a pencil to lend.
Every day is the same.

Why do some act so low
while others seem to grow.
All the stupid hash-tagging and yelling
and people who are selling.
This isn't what it should be
my thoughts should be free.
However everyday I feel the walls
that block me from the wonderful book filled halls.
School is a prison for the body and the mind
with social standards that aren't to kind.
Why does every day feel the same?