Wake Me Up For School

Beep, beep, beep. Said the bird. It’s just like when I would wake up for school… When I lived in the real world. Of windows that open, and parents that will call for me. But I’m not in school I dropped out and failed and something happened and now I’m here… I’m drifting in and out in and out. It’s like- I can sort of see things, but I wonder if they can see me? Like a ghost, but I can’t go through walls for some reason. I don’t really care, anyway. Because I’m going to cry in these halls! I don’t care if I’m not really a ghost and I’ll have to face my parents after this catharsis… I’m on the phone with them, I think. So their voices sound different. But everything sounds different. Echoing. Screaming. Beeping that turns to birds chirping on a school morning. Like when I was in school. Remember mom? I was in school. And now I’m not.