Sitting here in class.. Last day of school before exams, in this class with this girl I dont know, but shes kinda cute, she stares at me sometimes.. I cant help but look away. The sounds I hear are so diverse. Some other class is having a party, the echo of the headmasters footsteps walking round like a hawk searching for its prey. Some classroom close to this one is banging on the walls in a beat. Outside its overcast, I wish it would stop the anticipation it brings, and just rain,we need rain is what all the parents seem to agree on when rain finally manifests this empty town, these hard wood floors are like a death camp sergeant walking towards you only to stop beside you and tell you that your time is now. I hear more echos from a class somewhere above mine of a tv or something... The girl beside me is now listening to some music in her earphones. Its quite loud, hmm, sounds like some mainstream R&B. Not really my taste.. I now hear screams of silence from the empty halls beside me, I cant help but stop and think about what life will be like in acouple years when Im out of this deathcamp.. And Im not referring to This school, Im referring to This god forsaken country..the country in which, like many, expect us to keep quiet and conform to the heavily corrupted system.. Or maybe its all in my head
Posted on: Fri, 01 Nov 2013 07:37:38 +0000
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