No light shines through these four brick walls. For the school is my prison, and its teachers my imprisoners. Like a hamster on one of those wheel things, school runs us around and around until we yearn for the food pellet -- but only more homework awaits.

Is school not in fact a form of discrimination against teens? For there are no laws that say adults have to go to school. And why not? Because adults made these laws and then passed another law saying we couldn't vote and take back their laws! And so we are kept from the malls all day, only to get there in the afternoon when they're really crowded and we have to wait in long, long lines for the dressing rooms. The kind of lines that form at the dessert counter during lunchtime...IN PRISON!

Yes, we're like prisoners, forced to break rocks in the hot sun without sunscreen nor lip balm. Why is ours the sole land where school is mandatory? In other nations, children have the freedom to get a job in the clothing industry or whatever. Why are we not allowed the same liberties? No, we must learn to add and divide even though the world has tons of accountants. We must learn to spell, even though we have spell-check. And all this history stuff. Who cares? It's over! (Although I like those gowns the French queen wore -- the headless one.)

So go ahead, lock me up with your homework and your tests! Rob my freedom with your reading and your thinking. As far as I'm concerned, the only difference between school and prison is the wardrobe. Or do you want to take away my outfits, too?

The End.