i now know that people die when you get older in a place that was supposed to be safe
here in this room full of desks, pencils, and paper
here in this building full of children with wonder
i now know that people are not nice when you get older in a place that was supposed to teach
here in this room full of zombies, ghosts, and monsters
here in this building full of all true horrors
i now know that children are not everything they seem
they are rotting away
and you give them your tears but not your help

I like to sit and look
and listen
and laugh
and talk
and breath
and daydream
and imagine
and
and I like to pretend that the world is a better place than what it is
I like to sit and wonder what happened to the world
what happened to our humility
what happened to our faith

the hardest of times are not on your knees in the dirt; crawling
but in the arms of the one you love, your love unreciprocated

the hardest of times are not having a debt to pay in two days
but when your lover is losing their love for you; falling out of love

the hardest of times are not materialistic
but are in the people you come to love

Don't cry
Don't whine
Don't smile
Don't laugh
Don't breath
Don't believe
Don't see
Don't try
Don't argue
Don't think

Do be a machine
Do as told
Do everything like everyone else
Do be normal
Do be dumb
Do all the things we tell you and everyone will like you

And that's a lie, do all the things I told you not to do; cry, laugh, whine, smile, breath, believe, see, try, argue, most importantly think.