What Zee Sultan's School means to me!

Sultan's School,

What does it mean to me?
A buzzing golfcart,
pranced around by our
'supossed' exclusive educators,
Crowded hallways,
Exhilirated cheers and yells,
we longfully wait for the ring of the bells,
The summoning to our idea of paradise,
Home,
No dreary lectures,
Misguided conclusions,

The Sultan's school
is unfortunately what
we refer to as our Second home.

My illusional state

I’m running in circles,
Waiting for a miracle,
Pleading for my life back,
A stolen possession among his rack,

But yet again I find myself here;
A struggle against my greatest fear,
I am forsaken, forgotten and forlorn
Strung with a desperate need to be alone,
A longing for childhood innocence
And syrupy dreams,
For my love is but a sunken ship with weakened beams
And you are the raging wind beneath my sails,
While simultaneously a confined prisoner of your own jail.