AkwardRocketFairy

Emptieness Teacher at his desk Peppering of students in their desks The low hum of voices in gossip There is only emptieness here The clock moves on Nobody notices the silent girl Listening Writing Documenting their faces Hearing their words that none are meant to know Outside the circle of theit confidence Here Do you see her? She's listening to you now Listening Writing Feeling... Everything. The stale air With a mild chill Music from another room All these colors of dullness Almost no color at all She sinks inside herself You can't see her She's lost inside herself Another peice of dull furniture But she ca