Oh God.
Go away.
Too many people
Touching,
Bumping,
Rubbing.
So gross.
Like a sea of herding cattle,
We migrate room to room.
It’s a grotesque and marvelous sight.
You can observe so many types of people.
Some look happy,
Some look sad,
Some have permanent resting b**** face,
Some look stressed,
Some have music on,
Others have tails.
Why are teenagers so weird?
Teachers give us strange glances,
Principals watch us like vultures.
The hallway is a tedious and dangerous place.
Bullies lurk,
Stalking freshmen like lions to gazelles.
Oh, sweet baby Jesus,
Look there!
Is that a student with a dog collar on?
Being guided by a student carrying a leash?
Why?
What’s the purpose?
We may never know.
Each crowd has a different stench.
Breeze past the hipsters and coffee fills your nostrils.
Jocks odiate Axe body spray
Pass some girls and smell that pregnancy!
High school is a tedious place,
Beware.
It can f***ing overwhelm you.