Howling winds inside my head,
Rain spatters down around me,
Intermittently, the chatter,
Coming from behind me,
Lies are flitting into view
And scarring my heart like knives,
It feels like I’ll never leave this classroom
In the time of several lives,
Teachers picking on me for answers
I blatantly don’t know
And all the time I’m struggling
To not get up and go,
I wish I could be elsewhere while
Angry words around me blow,
But sitting here I have to realise
On the show must go.
Rain spatters down around me,
Intermittently, the chatter,
Coming from behind me,
Lies are flitting into view
And scarring my heart like knives,
It feels like I’ll never leave this classroom
In the time of several lives,
Teachers picking on me for answers
I blatantly don’t know
And all the time I’m struggling
To not get up and go,
I wish I could be elsewhere while
Angry words around me blow,
But sitting here I have to realise
On the show must go.
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