Not Fair
Do you hate anything as much as I hate me?
Inside my mind is a constant, haunting, silent scream.
As they rake my mindscape,
creating fire
destroying, pillaging, and plunder.
It's not fair, you see, for all of this
For anything, to ransack my mind
in the form of education.
But it's a prison, a disease,
they call this school?
I'm in hell, you're a fool.
Leave me be to drown inside a pool.
This poem is about:
Me