Too lazy to walk up and down the stairs ,
Too occupied watching my feet walk without interest ,
Hearing the student's rants and tea's I can't even process,
Stopped midway to give way to students that are passing,
Not when I got pushed and almost fell,
But someone with a guitar on his hold held my back before I could even balance myself.
The look in his eyes,
I can't forget.
To my speechless, I couldn't say thank you.
But here is a poetry dedicated only for you.
merMia
