so i set myself a task:
learn how not to ask
about the way authority
imposed itself onto me
was an 'I'
am now a "We"
gone is my humanity.
teacher says, it's alright dear,
your thoughts, you see, are just too queer,
"What's that, dear?"
can only fear
as we blink away a single tear.
I found myself getting biled up at finding myself.
We found ourselves getting riled up at finding ourselves.