A simple peice of printer paper Stapled to the wall Watches the

A simple peice of printer paper
Stapled to the wall
Watches the hustle and bustle
Of clamoring teens crammed in the halls
From eleven to three
A streak of sunlight
Drowns the sheet of pink
And when the days have passed
And the kids have left
All that remains
Is a simple, faded pink paper
Stapled to the wall