My Old School

Walking through this wreck
This old, burnt down wreck
The wreck that used to be my school
But the fire will not hurt my memories

I try to push open a door
Instead it falls with a bang
The smoldered wood breaks apart
And raises soot into the air *Cough*

I turn away until the air clears
I look back into the classroom
The one I spent my last year in
The memories flood back

In the front, I saw my English teacher
He was talking too fast, squeaking chalk
Trying to teach something
I don't think he evens understands himself

Around the classroom
The students are talking among themselves
Paying little attention to the teacher
Laughing, giggling, enjoying themselves

Then a 'click' as chalk hits the floor
The students turn toward the sound
As the teacher bends down there's a 'RRIIIIP'
Pants tear, he says 'shit', students burst out laughing

Then there's one lone student
He remains quiet throughout it all
Nothing's funny to him anymore
He's just a guy who fate decided to fuck with

He sits there, depressed
A hard paper ball hits him
It stings his cheek
But he says nothing at all, no movement

The students are quiet... silence
Then someone picks up the ball
No 'I'm sorry's ... nothing
Everything resumes as it was

The young man still sits there
No one notices as small tears fall
They wouldn't care at all anyway
Just laugh and call him a sissy

But no one realizes what he goes through
Being ignored at school, hurting his heart
Having to go home, facing the abuse
The yelling, the slaps, the pain

His life was useless, pointless
That was why that night ... he wanted to end it
He tried with all his might
But he could not ... he had a greater purpose

Now he's standing there ... remembering
Thinking of what he went through
Now what is he doing...
Helping someone else go through it

I decide to leave as a tear escapes my eye
I walk out the way I came in
I need to see her ... my love
I have to make sure she's alright