happydancer

Society is like a cardboard box. And this cardboard box has rules. You must stay inside the box. If you leave the box, the box will follow you and pull you back.

Every single day
Life looks a little different
No school bus
Not packing my backpack every night
Not being able to see my friends

In this kind of environment
The blame game becomes prominent
Pointing fingers

Humor is
When you wake up late
Can’t find your shoes
Miss your bus
Show up to school late
Fail your math test
Drop your lunch on the floor
Can’t find your friends
Zone out in history class
Have to do the laundry

Do you like my outfit?
…
You don’t, I know it
How many followers do you have?
That’s twice the number I have!
I can’t wear this
It’s not the trend anymore
So, how did you like my poem?
…
You hate it