Heart of Stone
Ominous
My normal shields go up and I keep my eyes on the murky tan floor as he departs to his desk in the front corner and I scurry to mine, the one exactly in the center of the room. I toss my pack off my shoulders, onto my desk and plop down. Whispers and the rest of the world's noise slowly rise into the air around me. The final bell then rings out and the last of the students rush into their seats.
The bell sounds the end
Run for cover
I daringly raise my gaze and catch the woman at her tidy desk peering over at me, watching me. My body shudders under her cold glare and I slump further down in my seat. Never taking her gaze off me, which is really creepy, she grabs a dark blue notebook, stands and glides to the front center of the room, her peach sun dress flowing around her ankles. She plucks a pen out from behind her ear and flips open the thin notebook. Finally, her gaze splits from me and scans the room. She then begins to call out names, checking to see who decided to come to this dump, her lively little voice scratching at my eardrums. When she spits out my name, I gather enough energy to raise my hand, her eyes narrowing at me then moving onto the next being.
Turn away my tears
The footsteps of the past can not be erased
Soon she is finished and turns on the tv in the upper right corner of the room before sitting back down at her desk. I know she is peeking at me again, but I don't care right now. Two students pop onto the screen and begin rambling on about school activities and such. And with the majority of the eyes on the screen, I relax a bit and let my mind wander, not caring at all about what is on the announcements right now either. My eyes drift to the curly redhead in the front, staring intently at the television. My gaze lingers on him for a moment before shifting to the window.
Tortured dreamer
You can't see me
What would it be like to be that carefree? To not really have to care about anything most of the time? The only thing I think he worries about sometimes is me, which is ridiculous. So I have a problem with my emotions and an ethical bad way to release my pain. I'm unfortunately alive right now, aren't I? I just need a shoulder to lean on, that's all. And he is the only shoulder I have.
Say the words that you could never feel
Say the words that you know I don't hear
The world outside looks so free. But nothing is truly free. Beyond this fortress dwells a reality of corruption and lies. In a certain perspective, high school is actually the same as life after the educational years. We are all prisoners...
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