The first gate of life is true hell.
They push you in, even when you are not ready for the trauma.
You never forget, it just travels with you.
Like a mirror that reflects the past.
Once they burn you, they never stop.
You are ingulfed in the painful seering.
And the suffering follows you for all enternity.
Even when the summer comes, when you graduate, you can't help buit feel once you get back up,
They'll bring you down again.
For the haunting never ceases,
Inside and out, the gates of hell.
Much like a game.
With agony and greed, it's all shared the same.
We are all abused inside the gates of hell.
From the liked, to the hated, we all have pain inside the gates of hell.
A game of cards is played.
The only catch,
WE are the cards.
Inside The Gates Of Hell.
We know this hell, only as, SCHOOL.
It sets us up for our futures, but destroys our present and leaves a painful past.
