Words

Ah! How could I forget my very first poem? I wrote it in 5th grade, when I was bullied by another girl. Slowly but surely, we learned to accept each other, but this poem was written when she was hurting me. Since this was my first poem, its a bit slow and

Those silvery drops rolling down,

Both of us wonder,

Will we ever stop

 

Those evil things come out;

Some say they hurt,

Others say they don’t

 

To me, it hurts,

Maybe to her,

It does

 

We never fight physically,

Even though,

It hurts more that way

 

We play with each other’s feelings,

But we don’t fight,

Emotionally or spiritually

 

Slowly moving,

We drift away,

 In silence

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Justin Tobey]

I love it, Elyza! It's incredible to me that you wrote this in fifth grade! :D It's meaningful, flowing, and all around beautiful! Excellent job! :D This is definitely going into my favorites.