Poem: Blue Pen
I sit in class with my blue pen,
And here we go again.
I see people walking,
But yet I'm the only one not talking.
I sit there in silence,
And doze off into the clouds,
It's like every thing is timeless,
And we're all just big crowds.
As I finally adjust to reality,
Everything is just a blur......I guarantee.
I started to write until my pen ran out of ink,
I sat there not writing without a blink.
It's like time started to slow down,
And all I could do was just sit there and drown.
My mind started to wonder away,
As for my body that had started to decay.
A whisper is all I need,
To wake from this nightmare indeed.
A nightmare within a blue pen;
Where the blue turns red,
And the red turns into a dead end.
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