• The morning sun rising;
    illuminating my face.
    Showing my reflection in the bathroom mirror
    While I take a minute to absorbed in the morning day.
    A day in my life
    Begins in the empty streets I walk to school.
    A place that is known as prison to us kids,
    And a job for those who teach.
    Cold desks and black boards with white letter written on it.
    Loud voices around the crowded hallways echoing inside my head.
    Looking outside the classroom window,
    I dream about a world of freedom were we can live the life we please
    Without anyone pulling the strings but us.
    A loud noise nocks me out to reality;
    The sound of the bell announcing that school day is finally over.
    Out side in the real world,
    The hot sun fogs my vision.
    Allusionation I call it.
    A day in my life.
    Tomorrow starts all over again.
    Up and down, left to right.