The high school system
Treats the students like flowers in the spring.
They let us bloom and blossom
And tell us to follow their dreams.
But when it comes down to it
They don’t fall through with it.
The students are prisoners
locked away in a cage.
We have become institutionalized
And have no means of escape.
We can’t do what we want, if it means no school
Because in reality we’re the government’s fools.
Don’t get me wrong
I’m glad that we have it.
But other people want the choice
They don’t want to deal with that shit.
What is so wrong with giving the people a say?
Maybe they’ll make their own decisions again some day.