Stuck In a classroom full of children The numbness shall win
My mind a haze My hands with a will of their own Lost someplace Far away Then Return to the realm of the body Concern as to what has happened Peers question Yet I have no answer For I am still searching for one
Run, run, run Over and over upon the parchment Run, run, run Scrawled across my math paper Overlapping letters Unreadable A scribble
Tell me What has become of me? Going on for 2 years Rising when I least expect Taking control Throwing me out Now feeling as though 'twere not my own Save me from the void of sensation in my fingertips Bring me back so I may feel Anything but empty and pain
- Jay M
I was brought out of zoning by my friend, and my table-mates were all concerned.