TrackStar123

TrackStar123

VT

14 years old

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  • Fall.

    The fall breeze.

    The brisk cold air.

    The color changing leaves.

    All of which I am very aware.

    The huge leaf piles.

    The bare trees, with branches that could stretch on for miles.

    The singing birds.

  • The life I once knew

     As my classmates and I are dismissed from school, I decide to take the long way to my bus stop. For I have quite some thinking to do. I watch the birds fly. The squirrels scrambling for shelter as the howling wind picks up.

  • Words.

    They stare.

    They talk.

    They even glare.

    But what bothers me the most, is that I am aware.

    The hatred. 

    The comments.

    The words...

    I just can't take it anymore. 

  • It's Not Some Game

    I lay in bed at night,

    thinking about my day.

    For the mean whispers and comments hurt me

    More than I am able to say.

     

    The following morning is not better.

    The sun is out, not a cloud in sight.