Get Me Out Of Here!
Blank walls, empty floors
They all stare at me.
Judging me as though
I'm as exposed as the ceiling.
Hanging wires, open pipes
Stand and glare at me.
Watching me as though
I'm as useless as the flooring.
Loose tiles, missing lights
They all glare at me.
Mocking me as though
I'm as dirty as the railing.
Falling brick, stuffy classes
They all stare at me.
Tripping me as though
I'm as old as the schooling.
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