My "Nowhere"

by WaitAutumn   May 15, 2008


The teacher looks upon us
whos to go next
Her eyes settle on mine
I'm asked to read my text

I sigh.. and clutch my paper
As i begin to walk to the board
I start to feel everyone's stare on me
An uncommun feeling, as i'm, the ignored

It was an easy assignement
-Where we'd like to spend our summer vacation-
Easy isn't?
I just seem to complicate things

I take a deep breath
And look around at my fellow classmates
Their all just staring at me!
Not a word comes out, i hesitate

If I'm not so different from everyone
How come no ones like me?
Doesn't matter anyways..
I never did care, just want to be me

Here I go -

" I'm asked to choose where i'd like to spend my summer holidays
and the answer is simple,
some sort of -nowhere- "

I pause, and look at the blank faces grinning.

"Some place, it could be anywhere in the world
it wouldn't matter
that's not the point
that's not what i'm looking for
maybe an empty beach, where silence
is only but broken by the sound of
the coming and going waves
a -no where- with absolutely nothing
where the shadows of dawn
can freely slither through the land
where for hours, i could watch
the sand leak through my hand"

Should i stop reading?

"A perfect moment away from people
far from all daily problems
an instant of freedom
evening may come
I wouldn't have anything to do, but watch
the sun drown into the ocean
Stare as its paint dribbles down,
and stains the water below
My perfect summer vacation would be
to be able to do everything
I didn't have time to do
during the rest of the year
the simple things, life doesn't seem to give time for..."

As i finish
They'll all almost laughing
I knew i shouldn't have read
My teacher thanks me for sharing

Yeah right..

-never believed in forever-

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  • 16 years ago

    by CrossCut

    I loved the feeling that was expressed through your whole poem.

    "a -no where- with absolutely nothing
    where the shadows of dawn
    can freely slither through the land
    where for hours, i could watch
    the sand leak through my hand"

    That part was so very descriptive and it had very strong imagery. This poem was great!
    5/5