school is a jungle

School.

It is the jungle of children.

The jocks are the kings; the lions.

The cheerleeders are the beautiful butterflies.

And the nerds or geeks are branded as the giraffes.

 

All people are branded...

Why?

I mean, we all are different.

Not one the same.

We are like monkeys.

We follow others; the more dominent.

 

Yes, school is a jungle.

But I will survive.

Because I am not alone.

Because me and my friends,

We are a pack cheetas.

 

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