高校生の地獄

i.

My high school experience was like a new life

Like I’d been reincarnated

Born happy, and everything was fine

Slowly everything declines

The realization of the pain of this world

The earthly desires of inhumane humans

And the disease creeping up on humanity

Little by little

Not just COVID

We are already sick with the weight of our sins

And maybe ourselves

And it gets worse with every revolution 

Around the sun

ii.

The death of a personality

The weight of my body falls away

As easily as the people fall from disease

I am born anew

The second year of hell

Passes online.

iii.

A new light

The world opens again

Slowly but surely

Like progress on ourselves

Masks come off

The savory smell of fresh air in the cleanest state 

In the dirtiest country

It might not have a specific smell

But it makes you feel whole again

A sense of relief with each breath

Finally back without a shield to block it

The third year

A new person emerges from his cocoon

But at the same time his captivity

Into a jail cell called school

iv.

The final year of the sentence

It is normal again

Except it isn’t

The earth has stopped flatlining

But the people haven’t

The masks are gone

But the racism isn’t

Injustice in society

And in education

And as graduation is near

I start to wonder

Will we ever graduate from ourselves?