Noise, cancels all thought of mine Like the priest to the skeptic Interruption for all of time
O, Solitude! With thy hymns so divine Why pass by, though not stay To converse about all there is and all there shall be
For thou are the only thing that keeps me alive That keeps me awake and keeps me with strife And shall do so, for all of eternity By which I mean...this finite life
Wrote this in class as I was annoyed due to the sheer volume of the sounds my classmates were making. Not to mention that the teacher was boring as hell. Oh well.