The busA Poem by Frantic FreshmanEvery morning you enter the school bus to this...
Three girls aboard a bus, sat equally alone
One tried to kill the lonely by staring at her phone The next tried hiding from trepidation in her mind By staring out the window, admiring the passerby The last broke the silence, but was sadly ignored With all the people there, they were still isolated aboard. © 2017 Frantic Freshman |
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Added on November 4, 2017 Last Updated on November 4, 2017 AuthorFrantic FreshmanNeverland, WVAboutMy name says it all. My one goal is to survive highschool. more..Writing
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