Vlad Posted January 25, 2003 Report Share Posted January 25, 2003 Two minutes left, I hate this class, When will it be over, It's a pain in the neck, Staring at the clock, I sit and wait for time, But he is in no hurry, All of eternity will last, Until there is only one, One minute or day, They seem the same, But I watch in agony, As life ticks away, For tommorow I return, But now there are only thirty, Long enough for a rose to wilt, Enough to let me die, But only a little bit, And on the inside, I still wait the last ten, Wondering what would happen, If I actually listen, To what goes on around me, A thought of being good, Flyes out with the sound, A holy reprieve for torment, Bell rings and I head off, To the next lesson where, I sit and I look at the clock. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tasslehoff Posted January 25, 2003 Report Share Posted January 25, 2003 I SO now that feeling. lol. The other day, I fell asleep in class!! Rut-Roh The Kender Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rune Posted January 27, 2003 Report Share Posted January 27, 2003 So true, so true. Always waiting for one thing to be over just to start another. I think I do that every morning... unless its the weekend. Great poem, thanks for sharing! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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