I see a girl walking in the hallway,
her figure small and pale with a short brown mess of hair.
Girls wisper,
guys stare.
Who is she?
She stands alone,
no group around.
I walk up to her.
No soul dares to move.
I feel nervous,
so many stares.
I hear wispers,
faint laughs.
What next?
A fly is buzzing by,
only to be killed.
No sound remains,
but the breaths are still overwhelming.
Ten more seconds pass,
it feels like an eternity.
In my mind a song plays,
i see pictures flash before my eyes.
I start to feel strange,
these pictures are of the past.
The song continues but soon ends,
a hand is placed on my shoulder.
The girl looks at me,
she hands me something.
A note.
The bell rings and kids rush to their classes,
only to be met by angry teachers.
Why did they stay?
Was it the girl?
Was it me?
Or is this just a crazy dream?
I awaken to my alarm.
It was a dream.
I look on my desk to see the note.
Was it really real?
Is it real or is it a dream?
It may even be both.
 Your-Angel-Eien · Sun Oct 29, 2006 @ 03:58pm · 1 Comments |
