So life moves on
I watch as the wretches carry on
Thinking of only themselves
And i sit in that classroom
Then she walks in
Her again
She sits next to me
And is quiet for a moment
Then she looks at me
Before turning back
As if i look revolting
Even though it is true
That i am a vile beast
Filling in the husk of my former
But looks at me again
She opens her mouth,
Trying to say something
The words not coming out to the surface
Instead they are trapped
As if forbidden
I do not mind
She looks funny to me
As she struggles to even utter a sound
To me
She cannot though
She finally looks forward
At the instructor
Ignoring me
But i got the message
She is forbidden to tell me anything
For they are watching
To see what i will do
For i am a terrorist upon the status quo
I am a rebel for freedom
Within this threshhold of conformity
Where voices are damaged
And all individuality is lost
To those who hold power over the weak
I promise to change things
And all the while
I watch this girl
The one who was like the forbidden fruit
To eve in the land of eden.
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