Why are the police at my middle school Why is there a metal detector at the front doors Why is a dog sniffing my locker I thought this was a safe place A learning environment Everyday my mother drops me off at this crime scene for eight hours I was fine I was comfortable I could breathe without hesitation But now a part of me weeps inside at the thought of her leaving me The thought of something happening between the moment she leaves and comes back to save me from this hellhole I can't breathe If I breathed too loudly they would hear me But I must exhale It's too late they already found me Why Why did you leave me here mommy
I didn't want you to leave
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