I hate this place
Our colors may be purple, green, and gray but all I see is orange with a number on our backs
059 please step this way
056 please wait in line
0 what the **** is wrong with this ****
We come to school to learn and to better our futures
Not to discover what it is like to be in shackles and orange jump suits
Looking like professional garbage men with guns pointed at our heads 
The air is so stale here that I feel like I'm about to pass out with every breathe I take
Over here got me hyperventilating as I try to squeeze my small self through the small cracks in the hallway
Half the time I feel like a dart on a dart board the way they have me pinned against these lockers
Then I'm the rude one when I finally say *****,get the **** out the way
Cause if we are late it is another penalty going towards us
And I ain't got the time to be sitting in the hole over something I couldn't even control
Like what kind of game do they think this is
Treating us like kindergartners when we are **** near adults
Hell I'm 18 I beat the statistics
A black male and still not in jail
And before you say where are we now
This place isn't jail, this place is hell
Life may be harder outside these walls
But this place I swear is just ridiculous
They swear they are preparing us for college
But in actuality the only thing they are preparing us for is failure