Glued to my own bubble
Glued to my own world
This Monday morning
I have no intention to use my own voice
Suddenly startled, clammy palms
He boomed with "PARTICIPATE!"
I turned away and stressed the equations in my own corner instead
Once again
"PARTICIPATE!
OR BETTER YET, SIT IN THE MIDDLE OF THEM!"
And I did
Five minutes later back to my own head
He instantly charged at me afresh
And I finally understood
There was no way in hell
to escape the echoing thunder
of
"PARTICIPATE!"
AND THAT'S HOW MY MORNING WENT. THANK YOU for reading cause these poems are shitty, lol. How was your Monday morning?
