See their glaring faces.
Watch their constant paces.
Feel their burning stares.
Looking like
Protective mares.
These people are
The boredness victims.

They suffer through
The study hall.
Once a day.
Through late May
And maybe June.

The minutes strectch into the hours.
The study hall has so much power.
Or so it seems like.
Walking on a hike,
Is better than being here.