I�m in school, 
	the cool, calm wind
	of education
blowing in my face.
	This place pinned
	me.
Asking, inviting, telling,
	spelling out my life.
	It would
be a tragic misspelled
	hell-bound strife
	without

this education they�re cramming
	down my throat, taming
		the demons of personality,
			individuality.
A social security number and a student ID
are all they know of me,
			please!

Hands pinning me down
forever rooted in this town
	held down.
But where else is there to go,
	home?  No
What is there but fast-food chains and shopping malls?

I need this choking education
to remove the hands from my throat.