Wasted Time,
Unseen Lies,
And unwanted idiots....
A poem about the idiots known as students at my school.
Dark rooms
with blacked-out windows.
"I'm an open book"
She says

Written in
code.
Life,
Lies,
And unseeing eyes.
In the end, It will all fit together.
Evil isn't born,
It's created.
In the end, It will all fit together.
I

Hear

Voices

In

My

Head.

Am

I

Losing

My

Mind?

Save me.
Not actually going crazy, but sometimes I feel like I already am.
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