When I get bored in my English class

This is sadly true...

When I get bored in my English class

Random ideas swirl through my head

A constant torrent like the cold winter wind

And tortures me 'til I can't stand it.

When I get bored in my English class

While the rest of my pupils are analyzing text

For literary and insightful themes

I make themes of my own.

When I get bored in my English class

And we should be preparing for our future

Of dialectical journals and essays

My characters have better futures than me.

When I get bored in my English class

They're dissecting world-changing poems

I'm writing poems of my own

But will they be world-changing?

When I get bored in my English class

I write under the table and pretend

Like I'm living in a world where no one can express,

Where creativity is taboo.

When I get bored in my English class

I dive into the world of the unknown

Where anything can happen and logic is broken.

It's a place hard to escape.

When I get bored in my English class

I half-listen as they discuss motifs in a book

And create whole worlds and timelines

While mine is crumbling around me.

When I get bored in my English class

I write, develop, create,

And if that's what you do in an English class

Why's my grade so bad?

Author's Note

This is sad, but true, and not surprisingly, I wrote it in my English class.

Reviews

[Locke Redwyne (night sy..]

.*gives standing ovation*

[Peregrinator7]

O_O
this is all three of us, isn't it?

[Locke Redwyne (night sys)]

yeah pretty much