Bored

by Rayne   Feb 24, 2006


Sitting in class
bored as hell
thinking of you
though no one can tell
writing your name
all over the page
where my work should be
but stuck in a daze
the teacher shouts
the teacher yells
but i don't hear
there goes the bell
walk down the hall
and up the stairs
bump into people
no one cares
arrive at class wait for you
keep writing your name
nothing else to do
watching you as you walk in
sit next to me
my head does spin
hang on to your every word
sitting in class
no longer bored

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