School
Burning granola in the cafeteria
Loud noises galore
Large groups of kids clogging the halls
Everyone says school is such a bore
School is my escape
From my life at home
Empty library, school playfield
These are the places I like to roam
All the yelling and the arguing
And the sight of slamming doors
Leave my mind as I sit at lunch
Being happy to the core
This poem is about:
Me