Life of Fear

This poem is about the education system.

I pass the metal doors
On my way to the future
Scanned across the body
In order to allow fear
Helping spread the word
Of another story made to buy
Blow away the helpers
Corrupted and designed to die


I watch the black horror box glow
As it tells me to run and hide
I walk to the future, deemed insecure
By all the helpers, that try to infer
I live my life
Made from fear
I try to control my life
Even though I’m told to only act


I walk through the back door
Made of freedom
I’m told to turn back
Unless I want to suffer the consequence
If I protest
I’ll only be held back
But if I choose my own path
The world is bound to leave me behind


Here I stand on the blue plush floor
With a feeling that I’ll be getting more
The man with a tie looks down and decides
That if I’m to become one, I’ll need to choose a side
How can I choose what to believe
If I haven’t even seen what’s been given to me?
I live this life made of choice
In a constant fear being left behind