The Classroom

The bright lights,
the windows I have known for so long.

And this loneliness of waiting.
How could it be so lingering?

I wonder if words could tell me the truth,
I wonder if waiting could give me more time.

If loneliness is all that you can feel,
would it be so painful anymore to wait?

Caught in a deep reflection,
my soul have waited for eternity.

Waiting for something it has already forgotten.

So listen,
as the world never gives you another chance.