The Beauty in my Head

The clock ticks
The pen writes
The teachers teach
And the weight of the world's expectations
Sit comfortably on your shoulders
You drift off to sleep
And you are awakened
By a sound like no other
It rings like church bells
And makes your heart
Melt like wax
The diamond sky above you
Is mesmorizing
And so intense
The air smells like perfume
And the sweet aroma
Dances on the wind
You are new
You are pure
You are free