School

A mental home,
With no padded walls.
Too many faces.
Crowded halls.
The bell's are ringing,
The clang's too loud.
I want no noise.
I crave no sound.
The faces scream.
It's all a mess.
The crave attention.
They want your best.
They fill your head,
With "useful" things.
It's all too much.
Last bell rings.
No more pain.
Yet tomorrow,
I'm back again.