distracted and more interested in
what the teacher
was saying, i would have learned
more.
but i sat there,
and stared at the face
before me,
whether pretty or plain,
i pondered
the clothes they wore,
their mannerisms.
i wondered about their lives.
what they bought
at the store.
did they drink and smoke
when away
from the eyes
of us children.
did they have love,
was there someone waiting
for them
when they arrived home
from school.
was there a cat or dog?
who were they, what were they
really like
beyond these desks
and chalkboards.
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