i can foresee the future.

the jocks walk by you in the halls,
they dont care about anything else but themselves.

adrenaline shoots through your body as you start to tremble,
the cliques and nervousness is nausiating.

all you want is to go back to safety,
in your room writing while listening to your favorite songs.

DING DING the bell rings its time for class and you're late,
dread creeps through your body as you walk into a silent classroom,

all eyes are on you,

a few giggle at the blushing face you now wear.

humilliation always seems to find you,

after all,

this is high school.