What if you woke up in the middle of the night and realized that for 4 years you were living a lie?
I died knowing I tried to exchange 5 months for all that time.
We sung those songs of apathy and indifference in class without really understanding the blatant message; it was painted yellow in front of a green canvas.
Nothing really did matter.
Nothing they said or did had weight to hold us down, we gave it weight.
In the life we hoped to lead in those halls, we breathed life into petty situations that grew out of our control.
I suppose its me growing up in my mind to see these cruel blueprints of secondary education.
It feels like someone has taken me off the assembly line, so Im walking with these legs of my own design.
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