CLASS LIFE
Such boring class life,
Just looking outside the windows
Jerking into presence when the teacher shouts
Looking at the board with glassy eyes
Mind on a different track,
Head nodding in a daze.
Such boring class life,
Getting up early, half asleep,
Trudging to school with a heavy bag,
But on heavier heart.
Waiting for recess, looking at watches
Waiting for teachers to leave, glancing at watches.
Such boring class life!
Subjects, matters flying at the speed of light
All going above our heads, like birds in flight.
Thoughts-naughty and contemplative, filling the brains.
A buzz like a bee, heard in all musical strains,
While all the important lectures, going down the drains.
I wish so much for this phase to end,
So much, that I'm counting down days.
A holiday feels like a much needed God send
The last exams feels like waking the dead.
Such sweet Salvation, breaking free from jail
Alas, is it ever going to end, with college in tail?
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