Five Hours:Hey

Five Hours - Hey. music - Pierce/Jaha. Words - Shell/Jaha

What should I do what should I say Don't know what to say on this extraordinary day. Try to keep it down. Don't want it to get around. They way I feel right now. I don't want to make a sound. I'm trapped in my desk. I've got nowhere to go. Maybe he won't recognize me if I grow a fro. He thinks I'm stupid. He takes me for a fool. I try to act sick I don't/won't go to school. He's always messing with my body to my clothes He's always messing with my fingers to my toes. It's time somebody told him that it's time to let me go. He's always messing with me. He's looking at my butt. His hand is on my knee. It'd be really funny if it was someone else by me. But nowhere to run to nowhere to hide. Cause he's got a master key. What should I do? What should I say? It's almost like the holocaust with children locked away. They say "don't make a sound" so they can keep you down but I won't let them keep me buried underneath the ground trapped in my desk I've got nowhere to go maybe won't recognize me dressing like a HO! He thinks I'm stupid he takes me for a fool I try to act sick I don't want to go to school.