Private Schools

All white blinding my magnificent mind

Money everywhere someone was too kind

The laughs of them at play,

Mock the cries of others pleading to stay

Perfume cologne soap and lotion

Show a true abscence of emotion

Glancing at food like a bar of gold

The pain of walking out the door

The walls doors windows and desks

The place where they should be next

I am lucky to be where I am