School

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When your eyes go glassy and your ears won't listen , this is what I think ...

Just because I'm looking doesn't mean it's going in

The light behind these eyes is slowly growing dim

The writing on the board begins to dance

The pictures on the walls leap and prance

My head keeps falling off my hands and my eye are closing slowly

My brain rattles around its case , my jaw is hanging loosely

I jolt awake , open eyes again

The class is laughing manically

I'd fallen asleep in maths again

Talking about my lack of sanity

Kept behind an hour on Monday

To " catch up " on all my work

The teachers want me back again

The time here sends me berserk

Help me out with this one guys ?

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