Tap, tap, tap
I hit my pencil on the desk
Thoughts crowd into my head
and I get irritated...
Tap, tap, tap
What did I forget?
Beginning to regret
leaving my books
10 miles southwest
of where I sit
Tap, tap, tap
I'm growing more bored
and start to ignore
the woman in my face
who started grilling me
when I walked in late
Tap, tap, tap
Wishing I could leave
Somewhere I ought to be
In my bed
and rest my head
Tap, tap, tap
Crap!
Heard a snap
What was that?
I'm still regretful
I broke my pencil
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Song that inspired this blog: The Reeling - Passion Pit
"Look at me, oh look at me
Is this the way I've always been?"
Now this is a unified concept for a poem!
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