The back of the class
Head down
Fidgeting with fingernails
Paperbacks thrown
Spit balls
Constant
Nauseating feeling
The reason for
Why are they different?
Endless tears fall from
Our face as we grabbed
Our bookbags
Walked out the
Long hallways
Out the doors
We want to disappear.
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TRANQUILITY : Collection Of Poems
PoetryThese are poems that I have created. I hope you guys enjoy♡︎