HIgh School

Marked with the slow death of personality
Who runs the razor thru the wrist?
Who pushes the man from the cliff?
Despair!
Failure to conform correctly
Boredom with constrictive society.
To explore, this is a need!
To have a good love, this is a need!
We wake against will
Sitting in an assembly line
Awaiting the next injection
Of imposed knowledge
From those who came before
Who see us rise while really we fall
Deeper inside
Struggling to meet someone else’s needs.