The Pyle Inside

My hand

Shooting up into the air

My idea

Brilliant

My voice

Ready to be heard

Ready to 

Speak

Ready to 

Wow

Everyone with my 

Genius 

My teacher’s eyes

Scanning the classroom 

Calling out names

Asking people for their

Answers

All of them saying

Basically

The same thing

My idea

So drastically

New

Fresh

Brilliant 

My teacher’s eyes

Scanning the classroom

“Anyone else?”

Her eyes seemingly

Oblivious

To my

Plea

To my words

To my need to be heard

“No one?” 

“Ok, let’s move on.”