I sit in class, the same as every day
But my head is so far away—
I sit propped up, as if I am paying attention—
My face is pressed into the palm of my hand,
As my mind wanders off, into its own world.

I can be happy here—
It’s everything I imagined,
Because it’s exactly what I imagined—
No more teachers, no more parents, friends, enemies
Just myself, and the sound of pure uninterrupted silence.

I lay back, with my eyes closed—
And now I will do nothing but listen.
I listen, and listen, but continue to hear silence.
It causes me to question everything I know…

Life.
God.
You.

What does happiness feel like?
Where can I find it?
I continue to question, until all of a sudden—
I can feel it—
The answer…
Pushing and shoving its way out,  
Frozen on my tongue, closer and closer.
I can taste it, finally I will know…

And as fast as it comes, I lose it,
Back to the silence.
The bell rings, and I wake up—
Class dismissed.