• Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be an ant.

    You can't speak up for yourself, but what do you have to say anyway? You're an ant, after all.

    There is always the fear of being squashed into the ground, but you're just a bug, right?

    What does it matter if you're left in ruins on a sidewalk?

    Or forced to die beneath someone's sneaker?

    There are other ants,

    But they scatter, of course, when they are in danger.

    Guess that's just how it works with ants.

    When you think about it, though,

    It's alot like Middle School.