I was thrown out of the class
Grabbed my copy and pen and started encompassing feels
Tons of giggles producing out my throat
My brain stopping me to let that out
Agreement or disagreement?
Diverse question arising my head for no reason
Me with zero sensation of what occurred
Emotion collected and waiting to get stirred
Sorrowful and regretful for idiotic action
And yes, I will repeat in unconscious
Just a second, written these words
The moment I was dragged out
Identified different and was cleared as worse
Insult was obvious but didn't feel
This is my way of expressing
And this is my way of let go the time
This is my way of creativity
And this is how my words flow
Teacher's eye was pointed to me
Is that my imagination or is that the reality?
I was bad or was I bad in her eyes?
The other one was caught up!
I was worse then,
Bored me waiting for the time to strike fast
Common 12:20? Where are you?
Legs ache, I miss my old place
Regretting every action I took
Feels as if this will never repeat till eternities
Unnecessary ideas popping out my head
And yes, still I'm waiting for the stick to reach its point