Donna Grayson
Poetry and Lyrics

1975 to 1976
Junior Year - High School




Where I've spent the last five years of my life
if thats what you'd call it
so far
a stupid five years
an embarrassing five years
a heartbreaking five years

In a townhouse
with walls made out of air
In a town house
with a wall-to-wall
collection of knick-knacks

In a bedroom
with four walls so thin
you hear what you don't want to hear
made out of
whatever walls are made from
so you can't hear what you want to hear
Walls, made so you can't see out
and no one can see in
hard, so you feel trapped

In a Catholic Elementary School
where the desks are lined up exactly
along the crack the tile makes on the floor
Where you have to read a certain number of books
before you can pass, but everyone cheats
Where you have to pay ten cents
to get your purse back from the Nun
if you forget and leave it in your previous class

Where you're not remembered

In a High School
Where everyone likes you to your face
but talks about you behind your back
Where you have to have you hair done
a certain way
with a certain type of shoes
or a certain type of pants
just to be liked

Where you work so hard
only to be failed
by teachers and students alike
So you end up in nightschool
because you left highschool
Everyone claims to not know why
Where everyone is nice
and they like everyone else
but where you still can't get the courage
to say anything

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