A captured thought thrashes inside my chest, As the droning teacher drills out his behest. His lecture lulls us with impervious haze, As the wandering pupils observe in a daze.
My captive prisoner rages to reach outside, But I fail to arise, I'm shut up, tongue-tied. The captain now slowly sails the ship away Completely unaware of the treasure left astray.
I can't tell you how many times this happened to me throughout high school. I'm so grateful to be in a college where group dialogue is integral.