Sitting In Class
As I sit in class and the professor speaks,
all I think about is falling asleep.
The words that she is saying
go right over my head,
because right now, I want to go to bed.
Attempting to listen,
I stare at her face.
But instead of listening,
my ears go astray.
I need to focus,
and listen to her.
Because something important
she might even say.
It is because I am sick,
that I feel like this.
Or perhaps my professor,
is extremely boring.
Copyright © Genesis Sanchez | Year Posted 2014
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