I sit in chemistry class,
as Ms. Sowmya goes on.
She lectures us on solvents
the best ones and its con.
I try my best to listen,
but my mind wanders away.
It's the same story
repeating every day.
My mom's voice echoes in my head,
as she chides about my messy table.
The driver misses the turn,
as my sister rants on about her fable.
My friend's book is folded at the ends,
involuntarily i let out a scoff,
It's been weird lately,
Trifle things keep tipping me off.
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Thought Abyss - Lost In My Head
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