I forgot myΒ homework

I walk in to silence as though it was a room of investigation.

It was the sound in my ear, the whisper of condemnation.

Hopeless, I can’t deal with this alteration.

As the time comes, I just want to give up this obligation,

But if I let it go, I won’t be part of this emancipation.

Weakened as I sit in this mange, hoping that this time won’t matter.

But The times has come and I wasn’t ready

Ocean of emotions got to stay steady.