Reid@YWP

I am a dying star
Don’t mourn me, I am quite far.

It was supposed to be a beautiful summer day,

sun shining, birds singing,

but instead of swimming in the lake or shooting archery on the range we are stuck inside 

they gather in shadow beyond the monuments 
no longer chiseled names but men again 
haunted by what they see 
each bearing the weight of his vision now worn 
washington stands first 

Being a teenager in today's world is so hard. 

You have to deal with: stress of school, social interactions, people telling you what to do and what not to do.