"better place"


walk through halls

but utter silence inside 

my mind

a blur of noise 



'everyone will find a place'

'high school is a better place'

but I miss the days of being free

I sit alone

I walk alone

I remember how I used to be


but life keeps moving

just like the move I made

when I left my friends behind

maybe high school is a better place


but loneliness is not better

and the people say get more involved

but going out of your way to sit alone

with a group around 

is more heartbreaking than being home


if there is one thing

I could scream

to the people of my school

I'd say ignoring a fellow classmate

is not the way to make a better place



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