The Bell

waiting for time to pass by
my mind begins to wander like an annoying fly
with my eyes darting from one to another
I start to feel like a lighthouse undercover
everyone lost within their minds
moving about like many mimes
so quiet you can hear books breathing even so quiet I can hear the mimes thinking
but with five minutes to the bell
the peace and quiet will turn to hell leaving me thinking….did I fail?

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