The classroom hustled and bustled as the Teacher fought for control.

The students laughing and chatting ignoring the Educators desires to teach.

I sit there,

Self secluding,

From the uncontrollable classroom scene.

Wishing to be elsewhere, departing, almost, from the scene.

My seclusion goes unnoticed to all but me.

I realise i am separate, I am so by choice,

I am an island in the sea of students that sourrond me,

A fortress of knowledge on the Sea of Tranquility, I separate myself,

Secluding all, including thee.

My price is not priceless, for knowledge is key, And the teacherless teacher,

Educates only me.

I am a student of solice, seclusion and will,

A student willing to learn, but just like the sailors of the sea,

I have become lost and misguided unable to return to thee.

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I wrote this during an english class when everyone would not stop talking!
and basically by the end of the class the teacher was basically teaching just me.

updated Dec 14 '11 by DTMN