School is petrifying
It is the crowded halls and rusted lockers
It is the gum stuck under the tables
It is those people who assume they are better then everyone else, including her
It is the teachers who hate her for reasons unknown
It is the lunches spent scribbling away in countless notebooks
It is the endless waves of stress and anxiety
It is the fear that one day her teacher will call on her to speak
It is the fear that no one will listen to what she has to say
It is the root of all of her problems
It is where she met the person who ruined her life
It is where she learned that the world is not the nice place she had hoped it was
It is where she figured out that learning means every man to himself
It is the sole thing that causes her panicked breath
It is the place where, even though she knows she is clever, she feels utterly foolish
It is the place where she learns to question what she knows to be true
It is the fuel to a fire in which she is burning
It is everyone calling for a sacrifice because someone has to take the blame
It is the pointed glares and get-back stares that rule her life
It is the test tube shattering against the ground because her hands are shaking too badly to hold it
It is the cautious walk to the counselor because she has been on the verge of tears all day
It is the lack of sleeping eating away at her entire being
It is the monster snapping at her heels as she struggles to get away
She is running through honeyed words
She is running from the fear and the ill-intents hidden from her
She is stuck in a slow motion film that is hanging over the fire
And she is afraid to open her eyes
She squeezes them shut tight
And reminds herself to breathe
School is petrifying