why do I have to go to classes?
I wish I could just go to school for recesses
It would make life a hole lot more fun

I know some peole can't go to school 
and I know I shouldn't be saying all this because I'm lucky I can go to school
but still..
I wish I was born with all the knowledge I would need in my life

 
I'm sitting in the testing room,
I have finished my whole exam,
After a while I listen,
I hear a loud,
BANG!!!!

It is just a bottle on the floor,
just like last time,
and now this time the sound is just a,
PING!

It is just a pencil on the floor,
just like last time,
and now this time the sound is a,
CLONG!

It is just a chair on the floor,
just like last time,
and I can't even concentrate,
to make my poem better.

I ask myself I'd rather some voices,
than all these creeching sounds,
what is the point of no talking,
if....

a chair is creeching,
a bottle is falling,
a pencil keeps falling on the floor,
a person is wriggling,
a person has hiccups,
a person is struggling,
a person is drawing,
a pencil is creeching when it draws,
a bottle is rattling when it falls,
WHAT IS THIS CLASS???
 

I'm very stressed,
it comes from school,
I want no more,
this isn't cool,
They give you homework everyday,
you can't run around,
you can not play,
the teacher shouts,
the teaher protests,
"You have not done you're 10 billion assignments,"
They give you a project,
due 2 months away,
and you have no time to stand up, and say,
" I have to much homework,
I can not pay,"
The reason why,
is if you have, 
homework everyday,
you'll always say,
that you do the homework for tomorrow first,
you then do the rest of the days,"
I'm very stressed,
it comes from school,
I want no more,
this isn't cool!
 

There is a new girl in my class,
She is tall and fast.
Her eyes are blue,
Her hair is blond,
She makes me feel like I
Don't belong.
Whenever I open my mouth,
She giggles.
Whenever I move,
She jiggles.
Whenever I blink,
She nudges me.
She is a controller
I want to be free!
She makes me want to hurl,
This stupid,mean,frustrating New Girl!

I'm in the library,
and log on to haikufeel,
and I notice I can log in where ever I am.
And I am writing this poem, because I don't know what to write.
I stare at my pencil case,
I stare at my book,
I stare at the computer,
but my eyes hurt.