First day of school

by yasmin   Feb 17, 2006


A millionbillionwillion miles from home waiting for the bell to go(to go where?)
why are they so big.. the other children?
so at home as if they are born in uniform
spent there life inventing games that wont let me in
that are rough and swallow you up.

And the gates,
all around the gates
are they to keep the wolves and monsters out,
thing you dont take sweets from?
Or mabye it to keep the children from running away from a lesson?....Whats a lesson look like
sound small and slimey
i think they are kept in glassrooms
a hole room made of glass.Imagine

i wish i can remember my name
mummy said it will come on useful one day
i think its sewn on sumwhere
mabye the teacher will read it for me!
hmm. Tea-Cher
oh the one who makes the tea!

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