School is like a food chain
Make it to the top
Or get eaten
The king of the jungle
Is to be feared
And to be respected
The bottom of the food chain
Is prey to everyone
And danger lurks around every corner
Fear is the way of life
But sometimes
School is like an airplane
Soaring to great heights
At unbelievable speed
If only it could balance
And nobody was to be feared
And everybody could soar
Life would be easier
YOU ARE READING
When I Look To the Sky
PoetryMy life as poetry. I love poetry and everything writing, this is where I write it down. My life, my struggles, my friendships, my heart. I hope you enjoy it:)
