Dear Miss Lauren I am bored
Thrill I wish I could Afford
Recycle bottles and cans in there?
No don’t do it!
Ah Crum
Yes yes officer I will repair
People walk and people go 
Their gaits their strolls through them souls show
To their lives of empty pain
A goal to be seen to be showered in fame
Pain wont leave them all the same
The murmur of an upbeat teacher
Students sleep missing         today's exciting feature
Red hat, pink coat
Worlds collide, souls float
Time to waste my dear dying friend
My pencil writes my fingers bend
My mind a land far away to attend
Do you love me? It depends
Sweaters, ipods, documentation
Steering, sketching, procrastination
Groups, clans, alienation.
I see stars above the ceiling              

And then it ends.

What are you feeling?