my thoughts

My thoughts


My friends look at my school differently
They see it as ghetto
I see beauty and uniqueness
The gold and blacks color all over the school shows our spirits
The sun that shines through the openings in the courtyard
And when it rains we run out and dance beneath it
The trees all around the school changing from bright greens to rusty reds
Yeah we have little things like tagging that can’t be removed but that’s everywhere
People think its dangerous here
But how because we have cops
No that’s just to make sure everyone is safe
Because the world is a dangerous place
Teachers are always there to listen
They wouldn’t be here if they didn’t care
For all you people that judge Lanier you don’t go here you just listen to what you here aroundWe are a lot better than that