'eh where they going?'
'why you never go?'
'I thought you bilingual one?'
Questions, oh those burning questions
They strut across the
Classroom, shoes
Clicking-clacking on the tiles
Heads pop out at the door
'oi, hurry up lah'
'we're going to be late'
'faster, you walk slower than a snail'
It's always those few complaints
Complaining about
Your poor, pretty hands
Complaining about
Missing out on lessons
'lol my hands dead already'
'can someone tell me what happened in class?'
'it was so fun!!'
'it's so cold there bro'
Don't you know
How I could have
Exchanged my life
Just to be you
For that one Thursday.
Can be counted as the 'sequel' to Jealous as Charged! Was going to publish my other poem, but it did not save properly...so here's another one! School is tiring, I am on the verge of falling asleep yes!
~H.T.
YOU ARE READING
transcriptions
Poesíapoetry is like transcriptions of songs aka my interesting collection of poems i've written throughout the course of this year (and one from last year)
