As much as I abhor the college process, and as unbearably tedious as it seems to me, I must say I am looking forward to nothing in life quite as much as leaving my home for one of these institutions.
A schoolyard
A prison
I think and I believe
but I know these desks carved with lovers names
these letters and numbers
are a shady misnomer
a broken system in which
everyone loses
it’s like we live in all these glass boxes and even when we want out, we keep ourselves inside. and it’s hot and uncomfortable but being outside is too large. brick walls and broken thoughts.
In support of public safety (or so we claim)
We, citizens, do humbly here decree
That there shall be a tax throughout the state
(Which some (them) claim to punish the wealthy,
Who don’t deserve the burden of supporting
Those under they, who they can’t keep affording
Lest expansions on their mansions they forego,
And play their golf without that eighteenth hole)
To fund improvements for our schooling system;
These funds shall be quite set aside for aught
Outside of that, preventing use of them
For means outside the realm of teaching thought,
Excepting ‘course, our prison institutions;
If schooling fails, those must provide solutions.
my eyes are fine
the mirror says so
my hands are clean
my hair is straight
my heart is pure
my eyes are fine
my eyes are fine
my eyes are fine
i’ll claw out yours
if you say otherwise.
You argue about
The institutions of family
That no matter what
You’ll be there to help
Frack that
Uses keep using
Whiners keep whining
Do I want that around
Sorry dear
The shallow end of the gene pool
Needs some cleaning
We sit on the bus and it isn’t so much fear but jealousy and anticipation that keeps our backs against the seats, not looking at the schools we pass or the dreams we might have- later, later, we say. The buildings aren’t yet ours.
Institutions lines the road. The Science Institution, the Archetecture Institution, the Art Institution. I walked down the alley, wondering where I should go now.
instiitutions suck dick. Instiitutions take your money, leave you out in the cold to hang and dry. They dont care about the individual, they care about what they can get from the individual. Not all are bad, Just 99 percent of them like the 99% they steal from.
When I think about institutions I think about education. The sharing of wisdom and knowledge and knowing the difference between the two. Simply A Space To Experience The Knowing.
The dank hospital room was horrible and cold and empty. There were people everywhere and all of them just wanted the opportunity to be themselves but were trapped away. They wanted the chance to get out of here, out of the white walls and white floors and white corridors. The doctors wanted to get away from them as well as they slowly made their rounds. There were too many patients to each doctor and too few people willing to help out. No funds. No chance. No hope. Each patient found themselves angered by the situation they were in but nobody seemed to know what to say to them.
They stand tall, They’ve been here forever and that’s not something that will change anytime soon. Some are powerful. Some are just run down. Those that remain inside are either taken care of left to fend for themselves.
These institutions were made to provide students with a better education, not to beat them. Do you realize how angry this makes me? They hit a child! That’s NOT okay! How could any one even attempt this? You need to be shut down, sir! You are horrible!
I drove up the hill towards the giant brick faced monolith. It had bars on the windows. windows that trapped people behind them until the end of their days. Our car slowed to a halt at the front door, a woman in a uniform greeted us and helped me out of the backseat. “You’re going to be here for a long time”, she said…
As much as I abhor the college process, and as unbearably tedious as it seems to me, I must say I am looking forward to nothing in life quite as much as leaving my home for one of these institutions.
A schoolyard
A prison
I think and I believe
but I know these desks carved with lovers names
these letters and numbers
are a shady misnomer
a broken system in which
everyone loses
Isn’t that somewhere that put you when they can’t decide what to do with you?
Sure, it’s easier for them
But not for you
In reality it’s probably the last place you should be..
it’s like we live in all these glass boxes and even when we want out, we keep ourselves inside. and it’s hot and uncomfortable but being outside is too large. brick walls and broken thoughts.
In support of public safety (or so we claim)
We, citizens, do humbly here decree
That there shall be a tax throughout the state
(Which some (them) claim to punish the wealthy,
Who don’t deserve the burden of supporting
Those under they, who they can’t keep affording
Lest expansions on their mansions they forego,
And play their golf without that eighteenth hole)
To fund improvements for our schooling system;
These funds shall be quite set aside for aught
Outside of that, preventing use of them
For means outside the realm of teaching thought,
Excepting ‘course, our prison institutions;
If schooling fails, those must provide solutions.
my eyes are fine
the mirror says so
my hands are clean
my hair is straight
my heart is pure
my eyes are fine
my eyes are fine
my eyes are fine
i’ll claw out yours
if you say otherwise.
Institutions. forever structuring a society that would be in chaos without. so many
institutions are insane. Institutions, like conventions, are nice to visit but better to break out of. Institutions are not good for life.
You argue about
The institutions of family
That no matter what
You’ll be there to help
Frack that
Uses keep using
Whiners keep whining
Do I want that around
Sorry dear
The shallow end of the gene pool
Needs some cleaning
lock me up
hide me in these walls
crush my spirit
i will shine brighter from limitations
doctors
groups
mental
restraints
drugs
coldness
white
blood
patients
help
We sit on the bus and it isn’t so much fear but jealousy and anticipation that keeps our backs against the seats, not looking at the schools we pass or the dreams we might have- later, later, we say. The buildings aren’t yet ours.
Institutions lines the road. The Science Institution, the Archetecture Institution, the Art Institution. I walked down the alley, wondering where I should go now.
Who wants to be institutionalized, Institutions create banality and boredom. Bring an end to institutions.
there were all different institutions
but what
did they mean?
to you
instiitutions suck dick. Instiitutions take your money, leave you out in the cold to hang and dry. They dont care about the individual, they care about what they can get from the individual. Not all are bad, Just 99 percent of them like the 99% they steal from.
When I think about institutions I think about education. The sharing of wisdom and knowledge and knowing the difference between the two. Simply A Space To Experience The Knowing.
The dank hospital room was horrible and cold and empty. There were people everywhere and all of them just wanted the opportunity to be themselves but were trapped away. They wanted the chance to get out of here, out of the white walls and white floors and white corridors. The doctors wanted to get away from them as well as they slowly made their rounds. There were too many patients to each doctor and too few people willing to help out. No funds. No chance. No hope. Each patient found themselves angered by the situation they were in but nobody seemed to know what to say to them.
They stand tall, They’ve been here forever and that’s not something that will change anytime soon. Some are powerful. Some are just run down. Those that remain inside are either taken care of left to fend for themselves.
These institutions were made to provide students with a better education, not to beat them. Do you realize how angry this makes me? They hit a child! That’s NOT okay! How could any one even attempt this? You need to be shut down, sir! You are horrible!
I drove up the hill towards the giant brick faced monolith. It had bars on the windows. windows that trapped people behind them until the end of their days. Our car slowed to a halt at the front door, a woman in a uniform greeted us and helped me out of the backseat. “You’re going to be here for a long time”, she said…
The institutions that we have established as a society have led to much conflict in society.