In Class

When I am in class,
I wonder how long it will last.
All I do is stare at the teacher,
But all I can perceive is a mute picture.
She keeps giving lecture,
I think "When will I get over this torture".
I drift off thinking her as demon,
Poor me without a weapon.
I dint want to stay,
But she said "No way".
I say " God please save me"
" I get no glee"
All I get is silence,
Then I see future full of violence.
I realise it was time to scream.
*pop* I got up to find out it was a dream.
Now I saw the vicious form,
She shouted "Get out" with a bad charm.
Phew! what a day,
I atleast escaped this way.