A High School Experience
Dear My High School Peers,
Filled halls... head down
Only four more years
Three more years
Two more years... only two more years
Pull your headphones out
Hear the rumor laced whispers.
See the hostile groups.
Backs turned, arms crossed
Feel those glares burning at the back of your skull...
Shot by the people you used to know.
When did it change?
When did I turn from being a friend
To an object?
When did being called to hang out
Become a request of my service?
When did my feelings
In high school, we are supposed to learn
Algebra, history, english, and science,
But instead I was taught not to trust.
"Trust me you can trust me!"
Lies they told having a knife aimed at my back
taking shots at my heart till they heard it crack
Watching it break into pieces on the floor
Being the only thing I could look at as they walk out the door.
A process that repeats itself day after day.
When I only wanted to hear them say
"We promise, you are good enough!"
But instead, only silence.
Eyes at the ground...
Scared to look up...
Terrified to make a sound...
Don't be noticed, go to class, do your work, go home,
Keep your presence unknown.
Wait to cry until you're at home
Family there with open arms and open ears...
There to hear about your dreams and fears.
A safe place.
High school has been hard.
It's been the root of my fears
And countless nights of water falling tears
But I am surviving!
It is not forever.
A high school experience.
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