My Daily Life

I wake up and already being timed. The clock is an atomic bomb that won’t stop. Tick tock, tick tock. I rush out of home. Walk the same route as the day before, Say “Hello” to the same people day after day. No thought being put into it. My brain is a CD, it Spins round and round over and over again. All my people expected to wear the same uniform. I reach my destination on time. 7:55 hits the clock. Walking through the white faded door Ring. Ring. My zombie classmates despair almost equally in different jail rooms. I sit on my assigned seat. By then my ears are two recorders. 58 minutes later Ring. Ring. It goes again and another rotation all over again.