The sun rises on a new dawn.
The moon retreating over the horizon.
To glow anew on the other side.
Always in motion.
never meeting.
Always hidin.
Night and Day living in harmony.
The sun rises on a new dawn.
The moon retreating over the horizon.
To glow anew on the other side.
Always in motion.
never meeting.
Always hidin.
Night and Day living in harmony.
We are a group of people mostly under the age of 18 that according to the government might as well not exist.
We are underestimated by grown-ups
Because we have not been through all of school.
Almost every day I wear a hoodie.
To hide a part of me that I can’t escape.
It shrouds my difference from the world.
So that I can seem normal.
So I can fit in.
So that nobody can pick on me about it.
Every day at school is chaos.
The noise
The people
All the people
Sometimes I want to hide in a corner
To get away.
To recenter myself.
So that I don’t break down.
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