wonder what it feels like
to be the best
can only dream of
laughing at my mistakes
the way she does
at her own
knowing she’s still
number one
makes it look
effortless at fifty
percent while my
one hundred
comes with
errors
blunders
flaws
wonder what it’s like
to be chosen over her
I dread going to school every single day.
I hate it,
I hate being trapped there.
But I love being greeted by my best friend
who could make hell
feel as freezing as
these February Maryland mornings.
Hope is often used as a term to wish for something.
But hope is broad.
Vague.
Some people hope to win a sports game.
Or did I just wanna be different?
Like an outcast just wishing,
somebody might notice what's wrong with me.
That she looks like a boy and,
she's playing with knives for toys and,
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