Intermittent Rain

Howling winds inside my head,
Rain spatters down around me,
Intermittently, the chatter,
Coming from beside me,
Lies are flitting into view,
And scarring my heart like knives,
It feels like I’ll never leave this classroom,
In the time of several lives,
Teachers picking on me for answers,
I blatantly don’t know,
And all the time I’m struggling,
To not get up and go,
I wish I could be elsewhere while,
Angry words around me blow,
But sitting here I have to realise,
On the show must go.

> Before you close my Coffin Door