Claustrophobia sets in
Counting down the hours
Tension builds up
Fists clenching
I'm ready to explode
I'm ready to scream
I need to breathe the fresh smoggy air
Of smoker's corner
But instead, I sit
In cramped isolation
In the corner of this institution
Built to harbour safety
Built to nurture minds
Built to streamline the masses
Built to gain control
Built to let the parents have a few moments alone
without the whining brats at home
I am alone
But I know your pain
You sit here in this fucking school
On this same fucking day
And you scream in your head too
Scream because your soul thirsts for liberation

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