
The Things That Have Taken My Wings
Words blur to sounds
Problems to mounds
And mounds of issues
Too distant to understand
I blink a few times
My teacher now whines
About all of the work
That I don't bring in
My mind flashes back
To last night's attack
Of words from my parents
Cruel and unnerving
I reenter the room
To hear her broon
About how I will never
Be exscused from work
I gulp down my words
Repeat all of my sures
And walk to the back row
Of her cold, unwelcoming class
The ones around me stare
I send them a glare
The teacher picks me to
Be an example
I'm sent from the class
No way I will pass
If I'm never inside
For her lessons
I hear the snickers
Of those trickers
Who should be out here
Instead of me
But I bite my tongue
My fight cannot be won
By the truth that I
Would surely speak
And here comes another day
When I send away
All of my remarks,
My explanations, my thoughts
So I don't get in trouble
Since at home it will double
The pain, the misery, and
All of the suffering that I endure
All of these things
They've taken my wings
And let me fall to my
Ultimate doom
All of these things
That have taken my wings
I could never share
Or worse will be my ware
For who could tell their teachers?
Who could tell their principals?
Of all the pain at home
When it will just cause more?
