Blah. Blah. Blah.
That's all I seem to hear.
I can't get all these voices to stop screaming in my ear.
I want it all to stop.
I want the time to pause!
I'm begging for some silence.
So I'm hiding in the stalls.
I can't stay here forever.
It's just a waste of time.
I want to put an end to it,
and elude from what's sublime.
Since everything that feels so good is what defines a crime.
So I'm running from the lectures and leaving them behind.
Shaniquewa Smith
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/runaway-from-the-lectures/
