School: Lock and Key
7:30
6:30
5:30
5;30
5:15
Jumped out of bed
It’s too late to be asleep
It's time to get in bathroom.
Take a shower and brush my teeth
There's still so much homework to do
I fell asleep on the couch
Not the most comfortable place at first
But if you've done it long enough, it works
Day to day
The time goes by
Day to day I wish time could fly
Fly back to golden years of snotty 4th graders, running down the halls
Running to the playpen
Running to the punchline
With no care in the world
Little did I know, this was not the only thing school made us run for
You see, this institution we call school was built for runners
When the administrators began accepting its new victims, i mean students
There was no discrimination
No matter how big or small
Tall or short
Schools do not care
Run to the finish line
And Don't look back
Crush whoever dares to stand in your way
And Don't look back
Show no mercy
Run to first place to win the race
No time to play
Stay focused
And Run
RUn
RUN!!
Run, but don't run too fast
You might fall, break a leg
But the school still wants you to go to class anyway
They expect us to go to class when the bruises from home can’t be hidden by the finest linen
We are even expected to go to class, when the halls become a game of dodgeball played with the most book breaking words you will ever hear.
We are even expected to come to class
When a war is going on right outside our doors
And our bodies and backpacks become our own shields that are always spilling blood out of pockets
When the stench of gunpowder takes over the smell of chalk
We are still expected to walk
Tick tock, tick tock, brrring….. class has started
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