Alone in a room filled with people
Deaf as voices blare like sirens
Blind to the colours attacking your eyes
Numb.  

Taught to trust a dying system
Accepting subpar
Forced to swallow questions
Gullible.

A pawn in their world
A bee working mindlessly
A money making machine
Expendable.

Never truly stuck
Always able to break free
Free to block the world out
Pure potential.  


Wasting what so few have
Clay looking for the right mould
Able to choose what you are
Free to choose.