None of it makes any sense�
Locked behind this barbwire fence.
An institute of lower learning,
Happily watching logic burning.
A time-for-tots for teenagers,
Drowing in sorrow with excessive perk.
While their parents are off at work�
Always encountering that insincere smirk.
A place to waste a life away�
Living the day with nothing to say.
Sleeping past a beautiful dawn�
Finding all passion in life is gone.
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