Stars and Cogwheels

This Is Hard

Swirling and twirling your foot
Hard and tight jawed look
Hoping the others won't notice
Your annoyance.
The harsh and so gross sounds
Make your skin prickle in the worst way
And upsets a feeling inside, so that it wakes and growls.
You wish you could protest and
Yell in defiance
But you sit in silence
Because its polite
Even though the noises are not.
So you sit
Teeth locked tight
Your head in your book
Eyes hanging onto every word with vengeance
And your foot twirls and swirls.