Scholarly Imprisonment.
back to school, in the fall.
the sun still beating down on sidewalks,
baking skin and half-dead leaves.
trapped inside a classroom
with similar minds.
cramped by unoriginality and theories.
longing to stand in the wind,
or lay in the grass.
with blue skies and the warm kiss of sun,
allowing a pen to scribble without censorship.
all my thoughts, feelings, crimes.
no one to grade them.
no one to judge.
but still i will sit.
in new clothes and cut hair.
counting the days that pass.
with bad photographs, failed tests,
trips on yellow monsters.
back to school, back to imprisonment.
mold my mind, your times almost up.
graduation in june.
then freedom.
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