Sitting in class, the teacher comes near,
and my name spoken is the worst of my fears.
but forkened tongue spats my name as a curse,
while I relax my fears, not confirming the worse.
walking to the front, blood rushing to my ears,
and everything comes to silence and my heart is what I hear.
opening my mouth, expecting sound to come,
but everything is spinning and I am so numb.
muffled voices scream as I sway,
twirling, turning, to my dismay,
and while this game I painfully play,
and sudden black engulfs me this day.
