The clock ticks,
The sound of everyone scribbling onto their papers,
The quiet is the absence of the loud,
It's silent,
Everyone and everything is still,
Everyone is busy writing on their papers.

The clock ticks again,
I sit at my desk and stare at my paper,
It's blank,
I haven't written anything.
I can't write anything, I don't know how to,
I need to write something but I don't know which way to start,
I can't find the...