The constant bombardment of scoldings and questions
Are you playing instead of working?
They constantly question your activities.
All they do is take glimpses into your life
Assuming that what they see is what they get
As though there is nothing much deeper
Such a superficial perspective
And you sit there saying nothing
Simply accepting everything
While they go on thinking they've done their part
That's right, they've done their parenting
A scolding here and there
A glance at you a few times a day shall suffice
According to them, that is success
You sit there doing an activity that doesn't concern school
And they think you are wasting time
True true, the time is ticking by
But they don't know that you aren't even enjoying it
That you are doing this just because you want to escape reality
Even for a little bit
A short escape away from the world that straps you down
And demands everything that you can give and more
They've got you
Even when you try to escape
Reality never relinquishes its hold on you
It cloaks around your body
And each day you wake up and go through the day with the heavy feelings
And go to bed each night as it lingers in your dreams