QueenBee

QueenBee

VT

14 years old

Posts

  • Twisted

    I don't know

    what's going on.

    I am stressed

    not consciously

    but nevertheless...

    I had a dream

    they were all fighting

    some sort of twisted combination

    my school life

    orchestra life

  • When

    When did I become

    the kid who skips Halloween?

    The kid who asks

    to be picked up early from parties

    agrees in the first place only because

    she feels obligated?

    When did I become 

  • Heat

    I am

    burning

    this is not unusual

    for me, the radiator

    but this isn't

    I'm freezing it's cold outside

    friends grab me for warmth because

    I'm a human sun

    sunny smiles 

    sunny skin 

  • Kids

    Sectionals

    is the equivalent of a curse word.

    He warned us not to complain

    I did anyway.

    It's chaos

    no one listens

    nothing gets done

    unproductive

    I hate being useless.

  • Music lives here

    Music lives here.

    I can feel the rain unleashing behind my eyes

    thunderstorms building beneath the keys

    lightning strikes with each hit of the timpani.

     

    Music lives here.

Loves

  • You and me

    Look at me, 

    Very quite popular.

    Everybody sees me

    But nobody knows the real me.

    The facade I put on,

    I just want them to like me

  • Stopped

    My mom says I have a strange way

    Of connecting deeply with everyone

    And it’s hard to say goodbye

    This time

    I knew the goodbye was coming

    So I could leave one morning with peace in my mind

    But you

  • Routine

    Create

    writing

    medium or genre

    poetry

    body

     

    this is my routine;

    come home from school

    open to this the first chance I get

    write.

    Write 

    write 

    write 

  • Questions

    I'm

    confused

    did I do it

    what happened?

    You were melancholy earlier

    what is going on

    what did I miss

    was it me?

     

    You talk in subtle hints

    but what are you hinting at?

  • Beauty

    The world is muted

    muffled

    as the snow sprinkles your hair

    lice,

    you remember a friend calling it once in 5th grade

    you got mad at him for that.