| Dragged Away
"You do everything very well. Who tough you?"
Voice gentle like water,
I hear Xyro ask.
For I cannot speak,
For reasons unknown,
I write down a name.
"Penmanship is passable.
But Brenton Wistt eh...
Ha... Fools."
Strange.
Even when looking pensive,
He remains especially alluring,
His blue eyes glitter with strange light.
Suddenly, someone slams my table.
"After. School.
See you then."
Complex emotions within those pair of gray eyes,
Have become clearer today.
I feel ominous,
remembering his vicious gray eyes.
What have I done.
"You shouldn't go."
I hear Xyro say.
But I know I cannot deny those grey eyes,
Grey eyes full of complex emotions.