Doodling hearts on the edge of the page

Teacher’s glaring like we’re on stage

Your hand sneaks the note I fold so tight

Rebels in math class under neon light

Pass it left pass it right

Dodging eyes in the fight

Secrets scrawled in messy ink

In the chaos we both sink

Words misspelled but the meaning’s clear

The clock’s ticking but we’re still here

You laugh at my joke a quiet burst

Like we’re the last two in this universe

Pass it left pass it right

Dodging eyes in the fight

Secrets scrawled in messy ink

In the chaos we both sink

Fold it up like a paper crane

Flying messages through the mundane

No one sees we’re breaking the rules

Turning detention into a jewel

Your reply lands soft on my desk

My pulse races like a punk protest

Each word a spark that lights my mind

Our tiny rebellion one of a kind