Peers

Truth is, my fellow peers throughout my school years,
I am the unintentional eavesdropper, the one who is so quiet that I actually listen.
I listen to everything you whisper or speak loudly of to each other,
Sitting at my desk working as hard as I can.
Honestly, part of me feels like a mad genius who feels high above you,
Yet another part is someone who can absorb your behaviour or speech,
Someone who deep down is just exactly as lazy and talkative, when I want to be.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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