Thoughts
Everyone walks into class and sits down.
Soon the teacher walks in and starts the lecture of the day.
Not long after my mind starts to wander.
I start to think about everyone in the room.


What do they mean to me?
Who are they really?
Do they think the same thoughts as I do?
Do they feel as isolated as I do?


The teacher calls on someone and I snap back to reality.
I look at the teacher’s current victim and feel some pity.
Finally the answer is received and the teacher goes on with the lecture.
With a small sigh of relief I resume my drifting.


Why did I take this class?
Will I ever use it in the future?
Why is everyone else here?
Will they use it, or do they need the credit?


Once again I’m interrupted but this time the person in front of me is the victim.
I sit up a bit straighter and enjoy the bewildered actions.
She has never been very nice to anyone; she deserves to feel the heat for a bit.
She sadly gives the correct answer which makes the teacher happily continue on.


Am I the only person who dislikes her?
Does she realize how she makes me feel?
If she’s so smart why does she attack helpless people?
What makes her feel so superior to everyone else?


This time it’s the bell that startles me and the teacher dismisses the class.
Everyone tries to scramble out which causes to much noise at once.
I walk out into the hall and head toward lunch watching everyone else.
I see two people walk by hand in hand and my thoughts take over.


Do they really love each other?
Are they only together so they can say they have someone?
Will I ever feel what it’s like to hold someone’s hand?
Could that ever be me?


I hug my books closer and sit down at a table.
I watch the couple for a bit longer but my thoughts hurt too much.
I glance over and see the star athlete and a teacher talking.
My thoughts burst out full force and I start to feel over whelmed.


Does he really like sports?
Or does he only play so that he’s popular?
Is he trying to get the necessary grade to play tomorrow night?
Will the teacher give in and give it to him?


I turn back to my notebook and sigh.
I start the assignment slowly and complete it half heartedly.
After I finish the homework I feel the need to go back to drifting.
So many thoughts and so many different situations to analyze.


Does anyone question things like I do?
Do they feel the need to know the truth?
Does their mind’s over whelm them at times?
Do they think the same thoughts as I do?

Sorry it's been so long. I decided that I should update since I was afraid people would stop coming. I hope you like!
- Angel