HIgh schoolA Poem by storytellerFreshman year is worst but you Can’t seem to get the grip on life When you need it the most. As you Are having trouble doing that one Math problem, when everyone else Is already done and you seem to quit What you doing. Then comes sophomore Year when you really start freaking out. Three More years until you leave and begin life, but Right now you are having a hard time passing Your classes. When you are sitting in lunch Alone you seem to be invisible. No one comes Up to you and say hi or when on one talks to You at all, you soon notice that you are Alone for real. When your in class and You have your hand up to answer the Problem but the teacher don’t seem to See you. You push away the thought of Teachers calling on you. Not until Junior Year when you figure out that you start feeling Like you're not actually there. Just sitting there Thinking that you are nothing. Feeling like your In another world at the same time.© 2017 storyteller |
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Added on February 17, 2017 Last Updated on February 17, 2017 Authorstorytellerovid, United States Minor Outlying IslandsAboutI am new to this writing thing. So hang in there. more..Writing
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