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Classroom Scene 001 - Lonely Bench

Tick, tick, sleepy blink,

It’s time! learn how to write and think.

"Don’t be late, you lazy kid!"

Bell rings, education is all we need.

 

Lost in a sea of laughing kids,

Tiny feet rush as if the world ends.

 

Uncountable rooms, so big window glasses,

No one answers ,my question

wasn’t from the books.

 

New books judging my looks,

Shiny stars sitting hand in hand.

Why does my heart whisper

It’s going to be a messy land?

Fake all magic and glitter wands.

 

Weird glances for those who are late.

Corner for the loner,

A lonely bench.

No one beside, no friendship hooks,

Brain is praying, what if it forgets the exit gate?

 

The world was the culprit

school bag wasn’t late,

Forgotten kindness written in a tiny fate.

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Written by
Thesilentobserver
20 / F
Published
Mar 13
Lines·Words
22·130
Notes

Classroom Scene is a poetry series inspired by my personal observations of school life.

A quiet desk, a loud world… the story continues.

Tags
#classroom#school#memories#childhood#loneliness#growing#up#student#life#social
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