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I Am Going Crazy

I can't expect to wake up everyday and do something I hate before I'm even part of the rat race. 

How am I expected to cope with that as a human child....not a that human being. 

Say it's expected that you fall prey to the mouse trap waiting at the finish line. 

Say that I

Categories: boarding school, 11th grade, allegory, religion,
Form: Free verse

Boarding School

you took me down to Eastbourne boarding school
to offer me a palliative
to cure my dyslexia
I lived for your letters
until the teachers got it 
to a fine art
" No news is good news"

Each teacher telling they cured you
one naturally took exception
Latin and French lessons seemed to be a distraction
I needed English
Every pupil a curates egg
their backgrounds

Categories: boarding school, angst,
Form: Free verse

Boarding School

Wipe that smile off your face boy
What have you got to he happy about 
Are you simple child?

No Sir
I am leaving
And I am simply expressing 

Joy 
Because what I have been taught 
Is to Rebel is to Annoy 

Farewell 
I survived Hell

Categories: boarding school, education,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Spring Break At An All-Girls Boarding School

Weekend days shining
Loud music pounding
Cards flying around
head pounding with noise
big dog runs around

when can I sleep?
Their shaking heads
bring tears to eyes
wails raise upward

dreams of sleep
answer: no
I will cry

So tired
please sleep

snooze

4/19/16

Categories: boarding school, girl, school, sleep,
Form: Diminished Hexaverse

You Are the Pilot For Boarding School Students

YOU ARE THE PILOT   (for boarding school students)

You need not wear a veil of pain
If you are perfect and prompt
For your prep all time.

You need not begin your day
With ordeal and agony
If you’re uniform is identical
With poignantly tucked in shirts
You need not begin your day
With punishment and pretence
If you speak the language
Of

Categories: boarding school, school,
Form: Free verse

"no More" the Revolution of a Boarding School

I think they would agree
No shown sympathy
Destruction slips through bloody teeth
Holes where hearts are supposed to be
And I need to breath

But the hand is on my throat
Musical reservations of my real anger
Keep sanity’s cries heard
In hot ears

Control is lost
Black blood boils
In veins 
With every intention of emptying for this cause

My skull is leaking
Vapors of vicious

Categories: boarding school, angst
Form: Free verse

Boarding School

When I recall the good old days at school,
I marvel our mood at the times we stood,
Sometimes at noon, in line or loop, 
Or simply too, be part of the brood

Indeed for food, we'd be in a jolly mood,
Hailing a croon with plate, fork and spoon.
Sometimes we'd be good and use the broom,
To clean the

Categories: boarding school, education, introspection, nostalgia,
Form: Lyric