Distant

Thump thump 

You see nothing 

through your stale pride 

Your black and white lenses 

Your punishments and rewards 

Your fake smiles and deceit 

Thu thump 

I wish I could laugh

I wish I could stand up

In front of the class

But I can't

If I laugh

They'll say I cackled

If I stand up

I'm a towering daemon

Ready to hurt them

I just need a paper and some pencils. 
Maybe some pillows. 
And a cozy light.