It is 6:27 a.m.
And in exactly one minute and
thirty-two seconds the alarm will sound
But I arise from my safe haven and beat the unearthly sound before it makes a trill.
Now I'm at to school,
Get lost in a crowd of dreams and hopeful spirits.
"Don't look at anyone in the eyes,"
I remind myself as a walk towards the strangers I call friends.
I am in class,
My eyes gaping at the scribbled board,
Pondering about everything else but the lesson.
Where will I be in five years?
What will I have accomplished?
What did I earn on the exam?
In an ocean of hopeful souls
and so-called petty teenagers
I am just another organism,
on an fathomless expedition
with sharks and plankton.