"My Sanctuary, My Sentence"

To all those working or studying in a school or to all those who have had work or study in a school, I hope you'll enjoy and relate!

Regular days, Mondays to Fridays.
I go to a giant white place on each day.
I enter to a room mostly full of youth.
I hear someone speaking about the truth.

Bags all around the floor.
On the tables, writing materials and papers galore.
Everyone is sitting, facing forward.
To learn the lessons, that they afford.

People raise hands and tell what they know and believe.
They whisper, they shout, and they wait for their time to leave.
All personalities, here, is where you'll find.
Sometimes, even the most insane mind.

I look forward to coming back here.
For there many stories, creations, and lessons to see and to hear.
I invite any one out there to see.
How wonderful or hideous this place can be.

Author's Note

I would hope that you comment about what you felt and taught about the work, how do you think you would write it, and say what you least or mostly love about the work; in any order, but if you don't choose so, then let it be.