Detention, by jessicaa Subscribe to rss feed for jessicaa

Yes, I realize why I'm here
I wasn't thinking at the time
It's boring in this tiny room
Five desks all in allign

I look over to find the one
Who got me here in the first place
He winks,I groan
I wish I never saw his face

Ten more minutes to go
I'm sitting anxiously in my seat
I hear each of the clocks' tiny ticks
I look at my phone in discreet

One new message
Oh, it's him
My thoughts are confused
Customary to see him grim

Surprised to see him like this
Probably won't last long
He keeps being kind
Maybe I was wrong

Never thought it would be like this
Him catching my attention
Never thought it would be like this
Exspecially in dentention!

Posted: 2012-01-09 05:11:38 UTC

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