A Poem

As I sit here writing this poem,
I can think only one thing, I'd rather be home.
But, for right now, I'll just think of ten lines,
maybe, this poem will be famous some time.
Rhyme and reason, the whole emotional bit,
you need all of those, to write down this ####.
I guess it's not bad sitting here in this class,
it's something to do, besides sit on my ###.
Well now that I'm finished, writing this poem,
I think that I'll sleep, not here, but at home.

Sleepless Night

Tears