
The Place I Really Learned At Wasn't School
There are desks and "teachers", who speak but it's not teaching.
There are kids and rooms that try to pass as classes
but are really cells. There's a principal and his menions and
his power house: the Main Office. Here they try to make us
forget we have an individuality and punish Freedom Fighters.
They do teach us, here in this tyrannic facility, that "man IS evil".
He wants us to be brainwashed and vunerable. These "teachers"
do not teach but inverterate his plans, they too are his followers.
The place I really learned at wasn't school because in a school
you can be yourself and they are rules and regulations, not laws and
obligations.
The place I really learned at wasn't school, no, not all.