Totally Hopeless
You sit in the back of the class
Your blue eyes stare
The gaze is cold and calculating
Arms over your chest
You sit there silently
You act like you don't care
Barely saying a word
Your dirty blonde hair
Glints in the lights
You stare still
I want to break that shell
Crack it open
To hear more words than three
It's totally hopeless
Yet I hope still
poem by Autumn Winds
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