How I long to be outside
To sit and marvel at the beauty that is nature
But I can't, I am stuck in this prison
I have done nothing wrong, yet I am here
The guards know nothing of what goes on when their backs are turned
How some make fun and others are the ones being made fun
Yet I still continue to come here day after day,week after week, year after year
But my time is almost up, I am almost free
From this prison, which most call
School