Is this all it is to you ?
Just another place,
Another page in the book of our
For some it is their sculptor.
Into the pinnacle of knowledge.
Drawing out that special someone
Whatever’s best, they will
Others see it as a light house.
Guiding, leading them over
If anyone was to ask me,
Is part jail part heaven.
Despite holding many warm memories,
Some are tainted,
Results of my abandonment.
Distracted by the life outside,
This perfect school, life still presents obstacles