"Step up in front of the class!"
"Describe yourself with just one word."
"No inappropriate words or phrases, don't make it absurd!"
I curse myself, seeing she picks me first
My classmate are now immersed,
Watching my next move.
I disapprove of the laughing I hear at the back of the room
With my hands shaking, I utter "Failure"
The teacher glances,
But I've been on my best behaviour
The laughing grows louder
The teacher scolds
How her choice of words caused a riot
And made the kids anything but quiet
"No, let me explain!"
"Please sit down, we don't have all day."
The cycle of failure continues to replay
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Poetry↳ ❝ And I realise that no matter where I am, whether in a little room full of thought, or in this endless universe of stars and mountains, it's all in my mind ¡! ❞ ·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ Poetry is an art that can touch the soul the same as music or even a he...
