FORBIDDEN WORDS
Location
Who would of know my private catholic school would feel like a prison
We are "followers" of Christ but it all just feels like a courpt dictatorship.
They try to show us off like puppets,
but not all of us only the most radiant of them all
The rest of us are all specks of dirt that are hidden under a carpet.
fake smiles roam the halls,
we are like robots that are programed to speak
and look a certain way.
Expectation for us are exceedingly high and if one of us were
to crash and burn they'd be thrown out immiediatly.
The girl sitting in the back who was diagnosed with depression
is trying her best to keep it toghther
she is constantly pulled and tugged by her teachers
she works hard, but noone notices
her tears
her lost soul
her scars
4 years of misery
highschool