WOE IS THE TEST.
By: Kuroi-Hoshi


Name:

She stares boredly at the
paper her eyes blank, undisturbed
from her land of dreams

she wishes the lights were not
so bright so she can close her weary eyes
and enter the land of fantasy within her tired
mind

the scratching chorus of graphite
against paper echos throughout the
room

chewing upon rubber
(it grates on her nerves)

she scribbles down whatever
and stands up to leave carelessly
she drops it upon the professor's messy
desk and walks away with out a care

Name: Wouldn't You Like To Know