High School

Tarzan and Jane never saw it like this
Cutthroat
Impossible to survive
Bloodthirsty
Deadly eyes, menacing, wondering
Why you've intruded onto sacred ground

You have your lions, your tigers,
Each king in their way, a battle raging
Elephants mighty but gentle
Birds, soaring, beautiful, calling
Monkeys amusing, laughing at themselves
And at you

And at you
You're nothing
The absence of being
And you're some kind of field mouse
Out of place
Stepped on
Even the elephants are afraid
Percieved slights
Pretended deficiencies
Are real
You're not them
You're no one
You're nothing

Go back to your field,
It's a jungle in here