Class

by Alicia   Feb 8, 2007


Alone I sit,
In History class.
Everyone ignores me,
As I let the time pass.

Nobody cares,
About my feelings or thoughts.
So I stare at the ceiling,
And count all the dots.

Sam and Maryssa,
Talk about Pat.
He's Maryssa's Canadian,
But everyone knows that.

Lucretia is starting,
To take over my place,
She sits by Lavonne,
Who won't even talk to my face.

I tried talking to Hayden,
But he's sidetracked,
Talking to Lucretia,
On mt he turned his back.

So now here I sit,
I won't say a word.
Cause I'm just a loser,
Well, thats what I heard.

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