Prison Days
Blank walls always closing
Doors always locking
Windows barred
Same trousers
Same shirt
The colours are sparse here
All looking the same
That same dull expression
Monday has begun
The pens hit the paper
It's not prison
It's worse
Its school
//////////////////////////////////////////Hello minna :) Don't get me wrong I don't hate school , but at times when your feeling ill it kind of drags.
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