Droning -_-

I felt like this in Social Studies. She just kept talking and talking xD

Monotonous voice drones on and on
As a class of students lazily listen
Yawns and groans fill the air
Eyes glazing over, eyes that glisten

Not with interest, no spark is seen
In the adolescents who zone out
Nothing can get them out of their trance
Neither a whisper, nor the teacher's shout

A few of them doodle pages full
A few of them pass notes to each other
A few of them simply drift away
But the voice drones on, she doesn't bother

The bell rings shrilly
Students snap awake
Gathering their belongings
The school grounds, they shake

Stretching their stiff limbs
They moan and complain
Another teacher, another lecture
Their days are cloudy, filled with rain