poem--- waffles

There’s this place I’m at-
A place that you can’t reach;
A place that I can’t leave.

Where’s this place I’m at-
A place that forbids speech;
A place that makes you grieve.

Here’s this place I’m at-
A place that will not teach;
A place that is naïve.

I’m this place I’m at-
A place that cleans like bleach;
A place that will deceive.