| Classroom Love | ||||||||||||||
And stare into that black hole, The chalk board, The stories it could tell, Only if it had a mouth, It sees everything, It hears everything, It knows my feelings, For her, But not her, How, Her open ears can be had to hear, How, Her green eyes can be made to see, How, Someone speak, Help, Advice is necessary, Black hole I'm falling in, This uncomfortable plastic chair, It is enveloping my body, I am wearing my heart on my sleeve, For all to see, But she is blind, The shaking in my voice, For all to hear, But she is deaf, Help, Advice is necessary. |
||||||||||||||