I spend my days listening to other voices echo
Through the hours,
Dancing among the noises of sleepy alarm clocks,
Shuffling feet and teachers’ talks
On how to listen.
I spend my weekends hidden amidst
Who suck away the culture of campus,
Through bad flicks.
I spend my nights cultivating my own thoughts,
Alone, at last, from noise,
Left only to questions I try to muffle during the day,
With far-fetched ploys
Such as listening to teacher’s talks,
And becoming addicted to television.