Alarms are ringing,

Your face is filled with dread.

Climbing on the yellow hearse,

Facing straight, you fear the worse.

When you reach your destination,

Your eyes grow wide with anticipation.

Walking down the long grey hallway,

You take a breath to start the day.

You turn into a room

And sit in your electric chair

Grab a rubber band,

And put up your hair.

The final bell rings

And you look to the front.

It's time for school.


Hey every body! That was one of my very first poems. So please please please tell me what you think. And I will gladly accept flames. Anything to improve.