I awoke that morning
Late
From a tedious sleep
The night before
I gathered myself up
Pens, uniform and my
own collection of vivid
memory and knowledge
Precede forth, I...to the bus stop
Panick struck, in the casual thought of being
Late
Not I, the bus arrives at exactly 9
To theatre of Lecture
No. "Retreat year 12 to the Assembly"
Two desks each
To separate the distinction between each grade
Tier H
It reads on my paper
Vibes tell me that the classmates
Sit, dwelling in their own anxiety
Strange, when it's all done
It was only a fearless piece of a tree
Just another extension of seconday worries |
Submission Name: English Literature Tier H
