The Backbenchers

You enter the class, the noise increases as you get to the back,

We don't ever get caught, we know every trick and every hack.

Its not smartness, but focus we might lack

Our gang is united, all trains on the same track.

When it comes to marks, we can hit sixes like stokes,

They were cracking codes when we were cracking jokes

We do everything the teacher revokes,

So much fun, the memories this evokes.

Hey man, what's up, how you doing,

You were silent, we were hooting and wooing,

I don't remember studies, I remember how the trees were moving,

I might not be a scholar, but I am sure what I'll be pursuing.

Everyday in lunchbreak, its a potluck

Its all equal, if you drive a Bugatti or a truck.

They said this won't get me anywhere, they said 'You suck!'

These rhymes out here leaving them awestruck.

The fake ones won't care, in need they call,

What goes around comes around like a ball,

True homies are the ones who will never let you fall

It all open, no borders, no wall.

We don't play games, we are straightforward,

Leave the past behind, continue onward

Keep it simple, don't make it awkward,

Everyone is connected, life is a crossword.

Never worried, we never cared,

Whatever we had, we always shared,

We did what we liked we were never scared,

All we said is 'I passed!' marks were never compared!

Its those people who bring a smile on your face,

With them its a marathon, never a race,

Its happiness, not money that we chase,

They are the reason, I have these memories to embrace.

We are the backbenchers, sworn to the last benches,

We are free, not in the system's clenches,

Passing jokes and snacks, laughs and munches.

Come back here bro, this is where the fun is.

To all my friends, This is for you!

-Dhairya