by: Arely Lara

Pioneer Charter School

I sit here for 3 hours thinking” will I ever be free?”
I hear them screaming and crying coming from the closed door.
I hear them fighting for their freedom.
The closed door hasn’t opened I wonder “Is the war over?”
but as i walk in there are to many pieces of papers everywhere.
I think to myself why,why us?
These papers don’t show us it doesn’t show them.
These papers take our identity now we have to fight for our rights!.
How is this fair to you guys.?
As we walk out, i think to myself .
“Where’s my hope now?”