Soundless Words
I sit in my seat day after day
Listen to your soundless words
I wish I could go out and play
Instead of sitting listening to silence.
What was that again, for I did not hear
I was listening to my classmate snore
I still can't focus on your voice, I am not near
Oops, I did it again.
In the back of my brain
I know this is important
I wish I didn't look upon you in disdain
I can hear my mom screaming at me to pay attention!
Suddenly your words gain sound
My focus becomes clear
I am definitely coming around
Then the bell rings.
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