My Old school writing

Daydream

The sounds of lectures dim

When zoning out is your common theme

The lines between realities are slim

Always slipping into a daydream

The joyous laughs and jokes of a party

When all the noise makes you want to scream

And the fiction within it all feels artsy

Wanting to slip into a daydream

The thunderous yells and crashing as dishes break

Hiding away as the tears begin to stream

Hugging your knees as you begin to shake

Wishing to slip into a daydream

The long nights listening to all the mess

All the things they didnt mean that slipped into the seam

The cracks in your walls filled with distress

The draining need to slip into a daydream