looking around in a class full of my peers,
some laughing, some attentively listening and waiting, some bobbing their heads to the tune of music.
i look to my left, and say,
when you look at me what do you see?
the words pretty and kind come from her lips
but i cant see it?
all i see is a painting,
almost finished,
then smeared and ripped up,
a beautiful sunset,
covered by a sky of clouds.
beautiful underneath, disappointing on the outside.
May 4, 2025
May 4, 2025 at 2:51 PM UTC
looking around in a class full of my peers,
some laughing, some attentively listening and waiting, some bobbing their heads to the tune of music.
i look to my left, and say,
when you look at me what do you see?
the words pretty and kind come from her lips
but i cant see it?
all i see is a painting,
almost finished,
then smeared and ripped up,
a beautiful sunset,
covered by a sky of clouds.
beautiful underneath, disappointing on the outside.
what it is to be in a quiet classroom filled with only your thoughts