Education

Things are only so hard, my love

when we try to squash you into the black hole in which you

cannot breathe

and yes, I know you've been shouting until you were hoarse

trying to tell us

and still we smiled and waved at you

behind the glass

and turned the screw

applied the pressure

It's the right thing, the right place

Isn't it?

Isn't that what we've all been told,

sold

A narrative that only serves the teller

not the protagonist

Well, listen up my love

hear this loud

and hear it clear

There will be no more squashing,

I'm smashing the glass

You were right all along

From now on

we're doing it our way

and, free from constraints

my goodness, you're going to fly