Boarding school

I feel trapped in the concrete like cell Walls of this hellhole surrounded by a sea of land as far as the eyes Can see with what seems like an eternety between me andthe people i Care for and i feel like the cell is running out of oxygen While i Choke out on my isolation.

With overseers that could'nt give less of a shit about the drugs and violence as long as they Arent affected the "grown ups" more immature Then the children but with less personality treating us like Dogs just keeping a conversation to distract us from the fact they really just want to go home.

Though what seems like a sentence will be over in 5 days from now I can't help but weep for my friends I made Many of Them now drug addicted to escape the place in soul at least this rampant escapism can be helped but it won't be because the secound an instutution cares for their budget than the Well being of the people Living there there Will be needed for it I wanted to make this While I Can still dig into the emotions burried in the prison courtyard