Florecent prison

A poem made about my hatred to the daily school life

Sleek surfaces, Bright lights
Crowded halls, peoples fights
animals, we are, inside a cage
red monkeys faces filled with rage

educational value limited to none
except to those who only want fun
floor of mirrors reflect our spirits
shadowed people in linolum pits

classroom texts upon opaque pages
drama kills us throughout many stages
8 hours of complete hellish nightmares
all in the florecent reflection of linolum squares