School Days

Written November 4th, 1998

Glaring sullenly at the transparent surface
she thinks
and muses aloud
"So easily seen through, so easily broken...
What is a reminder?"
Her eyes rove around the room,
falling on each and every specimen,
sitting like wooden machines
going through their motions.
The falseness is disturbing,
the paint easily chipped away,
parts breaking and squeaking, oil-less
"Fight!!" she screams, "Save yourself!!"
But no one hears...
Their ears no longer listen,
trying to shut out everything...
even truth.
Arms falling listlessly at their sides...
Eyes fluttering sleepily, not seeing the light...
Mouths twitching in odd grimacing smiles...
Without a word, she rushes from the room,
Only to slam into a transparent surface,
closing in tighter around her.
She screams
....silence.

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