School is a prison where they tie sting of knowledge to our wrists,
So they can drag us back every day
Where the wordons give us jobs
We stay up doing them
In the morning the string around our wrists
Pull,
Drag,
Carry,
Hurt,
Attach,
Bind,
Fuse us to the prison
As our heart beat slows
And our minds unweave
THEY fill it With what THEY what us to think
Indoctrinate that's what it was,
Filling our mind with emptiness
Draining our fun, thoughts, fillings,
Holoween,
Indoctrinate that's it Indoctrinate
Happiness,
Phhh that's nonegsistant here,
That's what THEY drain here
BY me
Gaaras cousin Orocha Community Member 
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