I hear the bell
It signals we are leaving
But what if I want to stay
I am staying
But it rings again as if knowing I am still here
It signals me leaving
So I leave
Thinking of staying
I turn around and wait
I go up to the door and its locked
All I can say is
Well played
YOU ARE READING
My own world a poetry book
ŞiirPoetry book, I hope you guys like this it has some of my own work and other people's work.