Focus on the obvious things
The sporadic twisting of my hair
The constant shaking of my limbs
The mumbles that converse between the breaks of my breaths
The timid smile I pass around

You never pay attention

Back there where the desk are badgered with graffiti
And only misconceptions can be made of the squiggles on the chalkboard
It’s hard to pay attention

Because everyone is in the front
With their books on their desk
(I never liked books much)
And the constant dings of their phones
Texting someone most likely waiting for them outside of class
(No one waits for me)

I guess I’m different

But it’s okay
Because the sky noticed
When it’s rays dried my tears
And washed away my bitter thoughts

I told my secrets to the woods
Oh and how it consumed me
Everything living in such coexistence

And I realized
I am made of the dust that sweeps the Earth
Breathing the air of millions
I am full of the world

But over thinking always caused problems

I have decided I am tired
Tired of the same sunny mornings
And Cold people

None of it’s me

My soul will not be held captive by this three dimensional body
And I have decided it is time
To go where the sun resigns
And the light takes over

So after my last minutes pass
Hopefully they will find the silhouette of my body
Looking out into the sunset
Finally free
Of everything that held me back