Quiet.
I never noticed before,
how the only sound in the room was a click,
the keys go on and on together almost,
as if they were made for,
as if they are meant for,
each-other,
quiet, quiet, quiet,
everyone else in the class,
looks over and types,
quiet, quiet, quiet,
look over to the stars and stripes,
I think I'll take the bathroom pass,
quiet, quiet, qui- sorry Miss.
YOU ARE READING
speed bump
PoetryI write my poems when I'm bored, Because I can't say what I feel without being forward, I read all night, And sleep all day, Just to keep you all away, I'm sick and tired, Of being w...
