Freethinking Asylum
English, math, science, and history
I sit in this prison filled with misery
Repetition, repetition, repetition
A place of mental annihilation
Every class distorts our creativity
As teachers give us brainless activities
We are not mindless, insignificant items
So let us escape from this conforming asylum
All I want is some time
Time for creative learning
Learning that shocks our minds
Minds that will make a difference,
Education is treated as a black and white game,
And we are the ones to be blamed
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