A DAY IN THE MUD
Oh so fun,
In the sun,
The two boys,
Playing in the glistening
I step out,
And I see,
All over me."
“Why stare at me?” I think as I sit myself down by the side of the street watching the kids get out of school. Some don’t know what to do with themselves while others run…"
Those days we feel like our life is over,
When we just want to run away and cry,
I pack my bag and walk, and walk,
Waiting till the time comes when my life gets better.
I sit and wait till someone notices I’m gone,
My mind is…"
A lonely girl lying all alone
Waiting at the old, cold bus stop.
She didn’t mean to leave
But maybe she did.
She thinks if she goes back,
She will not be forgiven.
Now she’s starved and poor and freezing.
"Why is my life like this? My life is horrible it will never be the same again. All the kids at school bully me. It is like a stab into my heart. I wish my life would end. Then I wouldn’t have to be depressed…"
Middle school. When you start, you’re all the way at the bottom. I’ve been trying to work my way up, but have been pushed back down by hurtful words that gnaw at your soul, until you’re nothing, and back at…"
Little Lamp Post Girl
Oh little lamp post girl why do sit
there so sad? What has gone wrong
to make you want to sit there
in sadness, aloneness, and pain?
Have you disappointed yourself, and don’t want to face the…"
The Lonely Girl
There sits a girl, waiting for the bus to come and pick her up, but yet no signs of it. She plops down on the grass, waiting for someone to come and get her. Sophie starts to pull…"
Back to School
Back to school today, and everyone seems so happy. It is just a waste of time. Teachers expect us to do all this hard work. If we, the students, really had a voice, they would teach and that is all. What happened to…"
Step by step,
With the wind whistling through the trees, loneliness
Surrounds my every step, as one glimpse at a chain wrapped
Around a pole with nothing, but a lifeless hook swaying with squeaks.
The sound of smacking, and clinging…"
I live in a world where no one wants me.
The scars feel like bullets ripping through my soft, mushy skin. Each word is going down the dark hole in my mind.
I wish for a cover, a place to go away,
But my family holds me…"
I sit here alone,
I wait and wait and wait,
I wish somebody could understand,
I have always let people talk, about how I am different,
Have those people ever thought that we are all just people?
That we can’t choose how we…"
I am ready for an adventure. Any adventure. I am sitting in my rough, worn out, old, leather pilot seat. My black goggles are firmly adjusted against my face. I count down from five. Five, four, three, two…"
Chains of sorrow hang from the electrical wire. Bringing back hurtful memories to citizens that have tried to forget them. Misery comes upon them once more. Trying to stay strong, they ignore them. Ignoring is not an option.…"
Emily whisked her cherry-red Schwinn bike along the seashore, frequently checking her wrist determined not to be late for school. As she peddled along the black pavement shifting her laden backpack to her left shoulder, she…"