Dunce
Once called a dunce
I kinda liked the name
For some it brought shame
But for me it showed
That I had actually accomplished
What I had been wanting for so long
To not have an expectation
Put on my f*cking mind body and actions.
I was caught
Red handed
Now I'm left stranded
With no keys
And many more fees
What to do now
Well that question is hard
Yet it can take me far
Into a new way
Of doing things
We run from a gun
held by our superiors
Their finger rests on the trigger
And seeing it makes us sicker
We know of their intention
To put our dreams into detention
And to give us an education
Based of the killing of dreams
And a new world Satan.
About the Creator
SPEDI .
Pronounced (S-P-EE-D-Y)
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