I skipped the second hour...
Of class that I normally enjoy
I couldn't do it, I couldn't sit
With a fake smile on my face, pretending I am happy

I skipped the second hour...
And never said a word
Holding back the tear, Tucked away in my corner
They flowed through my finger tip as I poured out my heart

I skipped the second hour...
On my dreadful task
No turning back now, what is done is done
As I wait out the first, and wait for the third because

I skipped the second hour.

- Damien M. Gula (02.06.03)