QueenBee

QueenBee

VT

13 years old

Posts

  • Schoolwork

    Schoolwork

    Homework

    How exciting.

    I think my teachers are trying to kill me.

    They assign lots of assignments

    Worksheets, sometimes a quiz

    Normally I wouldn't mind

    But I'm not a math whiz.

  • Timeless

    I wanted to stay there forever

    Under that tree with you.

    I wanted to lie there

    Live beneath the sky's blue.

    I wanted to look at the constellations at night

    And name the clouds' shapes in the daytime.

  • Irreplaceable

    Irreplaceable

    Is us

    You and I

    Together

    Joking and laughing from things like the weather

    To ghost cows and weird books and crazy ideas

    To fanfictions and emails and drafts we'll never send.

  • Falling Lasts Forever

    I don't believe in love at first sight.

    I don't believe in miracles

    That happen overnight.

    I don't believe in princes

    With perfect hair and smiles

    And I don't believe in fairy godmothers

  • You Wish

    You wish I'd give in

    You wish I'd give up.

    You'd wish I'd stop fighting

    For me and for us.

    You wish I'd stop arguing

    Stop pointing fingers

    You wish I'd quit blaming

    But my fire, it lingers.

  • Over It

    We were great, sure

    Until suddenly we weren't.

    I liked you as a person

    But not much more than a friend.

    You were cool and funny

    I was, well, am, me.

    We got a long just fine

    But you wanted more from me.

Loves

  • One of Those Girls

    I can't shake the feeling

    That I'll never be one of them

    Girls with lives made of honey and laughter,

    Girls with someone who looks at them

    Like they're laced with something unknown and magical,

  • Going, Going, Gone

    Going, going, gone

    That's where you're going to go

    Far away from me.

    You're graduating this year

    And I'm stuck here for another

    But I'd rather be where you are

    Forever.

  • Music

    Growing up, music was always a constant. 

    Then, it meant very little to me. 

    It was only background noise, but always there. 

     

  • Poetry

    By wph

    Teenagers

    We lie in bed  with our arms around ourselves, 

    cradling the mangled bodies of children

     who had the stars squeezed out of their eyes so that, still shining, they fell 

  • Shattering

    Will we ever stop

    Forming gaps for young children to fall through,

    Teetering on the edge–          –swinging their legs.