Writing

Your friend has betrayed you,

You can’t know for certain,

You need to ask, but don’t want the answer.

You think of all you have shared together,

You hear it offhand, 

A whispered word floating to your ears,

It’s a falsity, preposterous, a rumor,

Of course it’s not true,

But even still,

The tree stands tall,

The leaves an acid, disgusting, green

The trunk a rotting, putrid brown.

The trees were once something to smile at,

In a time forgotten long ago,

They flutter and buzz

Among the dandelions

Butterflies and bees

A girl

In the elementary school

Had to walk around

In an old grey T shirt

Way to big for her

Because

A sliver of skin

Not much thicker than my thumb

Was showing

And the teachers

Hold it together

Be a good kid

Set an example

Make safe decisions

Don't be obnoxious

Or greedy

Or spoiled

Or sassy

Or fresh

Lead your siblings

Your not their mom

But help them