Distant

I wish I could laugh

I wish I could stand up

In front of the class

But I can't

If I laugh

They'll say I cackled

If I stand up

I'm a towering daemon

Ready to hurt them

I just need a paper and some pencils. 
Maybe some pillows. 
And a cozy light. 

 Twinkling lights

Like stars

But never that sweet

Like a firefly in a dark bog

Take me away

From this

Cold

Industrial

Ruin

Take me away from the