Such a classic, in a classroom;
I gathered materials for school.
Two bags of random things, but no backpack with books.
I tried to find or read a schedule,
as it felt like I was missing a class
or was supposed to be somewhere else
after the class I was now in
but I couldn’t remember what it was.
Upset and discombobulated,
I watched other students with their books,
going on about their typical school day.
What happened to my school books?
I was miserable with my heavy burden.
Why must I carry all this “stuff”
that had nothing to do
with the classes I was taking?
Good lord; I don’t even know where I am!