I must be mad but please see this one through despite of the AABB rhyme and just for once over look the gramma and spelling.

  This is really just a little self therapy for me but maybe by putting it on here it may stop somebody somewhere from sending there child to boarding school.

Its half past eight ,your very late
The bell has gone as have your mates

Put on that nasty uniform
Do your hair, get out your dorm

The house mistress is getting near
She'll ring that bell right in your ear

Its really nearly ten to nine
And nine o'clock is chapel time

You have to face another day
I know its hard don''t hide away

The teachers may seem very cruel
Don't let them make you look a fool

You only have another year
Keep your head, control the fear

You cannot spend your life asleep
You'll end up on the rubbish heap

Come on get up and run, don't crawl
One day you'll leave this boarding school!

 Over twenty years have since gone by
And boy those years did really fly

I still just want to hide away
I find it hard to face the day

And in my dreams I'm in that dorm
  I wake up safe,  but still feel torn

Six years I'd cry myself to sleep
That broken feeling cuts so deep

So alone and so afraid
To protect myself a wall I made

No one then could see my fear
Nor see me laugh, nor shed a tear

I've stayed behind that wall till now
Its fallen down, I don't know how

 So now I laugh, but mostly cry
Inside I hurt,  but soon I'll fly

Way above my past my pain
           And I will feel alive again          

But first I know I have to trawl
Through memories of boarding school.




This one's for Kitty, you know who you are!