High School Hell - Poem by Austin Beyer
they put us in this oppressive building,
to sit and rot for all eternity,
the rooms are as cold as ice,
the as hot as the sun,
the voices of the teachers screech in my ear,
working us to the bone,
we have no choice of what we do,
we sit and wait for our impending doom,
the sight of the big brick building,
it strikes dread in me,
but when the bell tolls,
i go home, in fear of another day.
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