Everybody follows unspoken rules.
Science tries to give them a name-
Find a pattern,
Find a trend.
But humanity cannot name them in the end.
Why do we walk around like dolls?
Never getting out of the dollhouse…
Who controls you?
Who runs you life?
You do not know, but you always listen.
You paint by numbers,
But cannot see the colors.
I want to paint the prettiest picture.
Use all the shades,
All the tints and tones.
My wants leave me all alone.
Nobody sees my vision,
and nobody can help them learn.
Maybe it should all stop
Like cars at train tracks.
But we always play along.
But we never stop to think.
So the train hits you,
and you think the train was wrong.
Rory, 10th Grade