Schooled

Continually I’ve tried

Over and over again

I’m frustrated, agitated and angry

Cause I just can’t stand the rain.

Who is he to allow my future to be so easily shattered?

And with my prolonged attendance

His actions are probably flattered

What am I to do?

I’m enslaved, longing to be free

He has all the power

Controlling “my” destiny

“Damn you too hell!”

 These words are locked away in my head

But the feeling is mutual

Need not be said.

I came here of my own free will

No one forced me on

So the mistakes of my actions are my own

And I can blame no one.

Nevertheless how am I to win

When he is the creator of this game

His every move is flawless

Yet mine forever remain the same.