I had a dream last night,
I ran away to a different school,
One where there were gay teachers,
And statues of swords,
And art students,
And cool roommates,
I was accepted there.
Looked after,
Cared for,
People were interested in me,
And I them.
I had a dream last night,
That i took a walk from the school,
And saw it on the news,
How good the school was.
How great thiwr methods were.
How their students were becoming great things
I had a dream last night,
Of a place only viable in my imagination
