Sometimes I think

School was a place

Where they told us

A bunch of confusing

Distracting lies

To feel grateful

To be out in the world

When it’s finally over

Now that I’m here

I wonder

What any of us

Are doing

And why we learned


When there is so much more

To learn, here–

Outside the prison

Also, I wonder

Why they left out

All the most important

Tips and tricks

Sometimes, I think

They want to watch us

Trip, just so they feel


For one day more

Than yesterday

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