Maths

by Shona   Oct 22, 2004


Mentally and phsycally exhausted
In a crowded classroom where I sit, alone.
Staring blankly at the blackboard
Looking out through apathetic eyes
His words are going through me
Though you can't mistake the tone
Peels of laughter are all around me
Through the confusion i stare on..
Lost in a world of dreams and darkness
A haze of mixed up reality and fantasy
The lines blurred by my tears
Sprung up from the memories
The sorrows, fears and sadness
Come flooding back to me
I can feel his stare penetrating my daze
I cover up my work and hide
Push it all back from where it came
Where it sits in waiting until tomorrow...

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