Highschool

Highschool can be so rough

With kids, bullies 
Some with guns
Peer pressure isn’t much fun

One half is smocking pot
The other is doing drugs

It’s enough to make me mad
For me it makes me sad

To think the one place 
I thought was cool 
Has turned into desolate shit filled stool

Of drugs, sex, and fights

Is there nowhere to hide for those who just want to learn

This is a craving that I yearn

Instead I get beat up by some bully or run into some pot head

So I walk through the halls in fear for now

Until graduation rolls around
And I can leave this school safe and sound