Day Dreaming Poem by Dear Blue Sky

Trash on the floor
gossip in the air
homework of the desk
i dont know and others dont care

pencels grow doll just like my I.Q
relgion and regin rival across the room
in the mid-row seats through my day dreams...i escape

flip a page over and draw of such a place
that id love to be right now
though these words of ryame and reason
i seem to keep my insanety down

its just something to dream about
and hope that it comes very soon
but i wish without a doubt
that i would have it here with you