Human School

Human School

A Poem by Saphire Stridon-Traencendyis
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More math class ramblings. :P

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I sit through
the countless lectures
and pretend to take notes
but truthfully
my mind is far from
the classroom my body resides in...

My mind is a world
filled and created of
nothing but carefully placed
words... one wrong word 
and the world comes 
crashing down around me...

why do I pour my heart out
into a computer?
A computer... 't is so
impersonal, so 
dishonest... but my paper
my pen gives me
the support and leisure
I need and want
so why? Is it because I must
sit here in this human class
and pretend to work?
Continue to live
yet another lie?

My soul was meant
to run free through the forest
not be caged and ruled
by what was once
nothing more than her food...


They force me to do 
this or that...
it all destroys me
and worst of all,
it's all meaningless...
what would a wolf use
such a stupid concept like
Algebra or Calculus for?!

I will gain my rightful 
place back, and we will
rule once again
just as we did in those times
the humans like to call
the dark ages...
those times were not dark
they were just
filled with the truths
the ignorant humans
never wanted to face...
so why must I suffer from
their ignorance?
and why must I suffer from
their denile?! They cannot
tell me I do not
exist for I am standing
right here, right infront of 
their worthless beings...
unfortunantly... and yet,
they still tell me
to 'prove' to them,
the lower creature
what I am... Why?
And more importantly,
HOW?!?!?! 
I show you my fangs
you tell me 
humans have it too,
I show you my eyes
you tell me
humans have it too
so what must I do
to escape this 
lie of a life?

© 2010 Saphire Stridon-Traencendyis


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alright. my advice is to work on the structure. it just seems so long when you first look at it. i had to force myself to begin reading it.
also, some parts were confusing...

My soul was meant
to run free through the forest
not be caged and ruled
by what was once
nothing more than her food...


Her food? I'm lost!

I like the part about algebra though. but its only for some time, you can later make decisions (restricted though, i agree) on what YOU want to study, what interests you.

a nice message, but you could improve this by just re-reading it.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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