Free but under the dome

Of subtle and guile abuse,

Be at the place I call home 

Or even at school while trying to put my mind to good use.

Free not by choice

By acne and freckles on my face.

A social pariah and a neglected case,

Mocked for the lack of athleticism.

After all these years,

Who knew hell was located in the gymnasium!?

Free not by choice 

By segregation barring any social intercourse.

No peer pressure,for I have no peers

I am free,right?