Classrooms filled with unembellished textbooks

Palled minds of hundreds slumped into stiff chairs 

Although the blandness got dull, it was comforting 

Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months 

And those months felt like years

Dragged feet along tile, heavy head kept low and silent 

Crowded corners, whitewashed walls 

Slamming lockers, wooden doors 

The old school has too much past tense

That had felt like normality now nevermore

With a new change burned into soul 

Possibilities of success once endless morphed into hate

And these memories stuck, left behind deep wounds 

I thought I would break 

Familiar friendships never needing rekindling exploded into flame 

Staring into glowing embers, embers of their love 

But my mind knew their love was fake 

For them to relate to my pain was a terrible mistake

This foundation of safety once strong and sturdy

Crumbling and caving in 

Instability lifting its unsympathetic arms, sweeping me off my feet 

Dropped my body plummeting to the ground 

Falling faster and faster I weep, for my old life is gone