Dead Silence

Dead silence is awkward and boring
It is almost like morning
You hate when it comes
Its almost like it numbs

You can't talk only think
Like the words are prisoners in the clink
You open your mouth and nothing comes out
Can't smile only pout

Its trapped deep inside
It is now high tide
The time passes
The room is dead silent like poisonous gasses

The clock goes round
And I have found
The tension is high
Theres not even a sigh

But silence doesn't last forever
We as students are much to clever
You hear the bell
And many voices yell.