school poem

Just sitting here is driving me crazy. Im right by the window so I can see how bright the sun is shining and I can hear the birds chirping.
I love when the wind blows, the smell of the fresh air smells so good.
The tapping noise is so annoying,
tapping of feet,
tapping of pencils,
everyones doing it, we all just want to leave.
Even the teacher,
you can tell by her face.
I wish i didn't have to come in on the last day of finals.