THE PRISON THAT WE ARE IN
I am confused as hell, school is like my prison-cell. 
I feel trapped and tortured, there is so much that needs to be done.
I have no power left to work, I am so tired and it hurts.
I am not the only one that feels this way, 
But I am the only one that has he guts to say,
How it really is.
This game that they call school, I no longer want to play it. 
I am still young, and I am supposed to have fun.
But there is no fun in this hell.
School is like my prison-cell.