School :/

Every morning I walk to the end of my driveway
I get on the bus and I sit in seat 12
I go to my locker and put my code in
I open my locker and put my bag in
I get my books and sit in homeroom
Bell rings, I move
Bell rings, I move
Bell rings, I move
Bell rings, I move
Bell rings, I move
Bell rings, I move
Bell rings, I move
Bell rings, I move
Bell rings, I move
Count those, that's nine
Too many times to be told what to do
Too many times to be scared of the hallways
Too many times stressed out
Too many times
Too many times
Its so bad sometimes
Most of the time
All the time
They teach you how to read
write
talk
But do they teach you how to love?
To feel?
But mainly, do they give you time to teach yourself, you?
Do you know who you are?
No, because we don't have time
We waste our time with homework
and projects.
Family drama, friend drama,
money problems, hygiene,
Who's cool and who's not?
Who is fat? Who is skinny?
Hot? Sexy? Ugly? Nerd? Freak? Smart? Funny? Stupid? Athletic? Un-Athletic? Talented? Special? Useless? Depressed?
These are the things we think about more often
Because it is controlling our lives
And I don't see the point in continuing this regretful path
Follow me
Follow me on the path of freedom and love
Freedom, Life, Love, Happiness.
And lastly
Yourself.
Follow me home.