A School For Inmates

We wear uniforms. Pleated cloth, v-necks, submission with a smile. Our uniform We ask for privileges that should be our right. We are not prisoners, their is no barter system here. We have no rights. Punishments do not fit the crime. We will always be caught. Nature’s beauty suffocates as we are trapped inside our minds. Don’t speak your mind. Math, science, english, history we go through the motions of class. We go through the motions. Our minds want more than memorization. Conversation. Is not allowed. School does not take precedent. Re-molding our minds matters more than math.