Class is Never Peaceful

Class is never peaceful,

And I don’t know why.

There’s always some type of noise,

From the crazy and shy.





Not giving a care in world.

I guess they get a pass,

We’re just kids in our dream world.

Just for one day,

I’d like to have peace.

Make it silent for some time,

Have the noise decrease.





The class is like a whispered song.

This really isn’t normal,

There’s something wrong.

But I can get used to this,

This class became chill.

This day is awesome,

Like finding a 20 dollar bill.

Janae Tinley wrote this poem in class. She has been writing poetry since second grade.