LearningA Poem by Shayla Sayeri wrote this instead of writing the required 6-page essay for my english final. the topic...? "what have you learned in high school?".... enjoy!In high school I’ve learned… That friends come and go And family sometimes doesn’t show What you mean to them. In high school I’ve learned… That the outside world is scary And the REAL monsters hide" Not beneath the bed" But within your fellow human beings. In high school I’ve learned… That grades matter more than The time spent with friends And “most likely to get arrested” Is not something You’ll want to share with your kids. In high school I’ve learned… Crouching alone, awaiting the next blow Or edict from above Is NOT the way to get through life" But neither is baring your teeth Snarling at all adversary Because mother is right" Your face WILL freeze like that Because you’ll grimace for the rest of life If you’re born frowning. In high school I’ve learned… To give life my all Even if it is thrown back in my face" “Rejected’ In high school I’ve learned… Relationships are fickle creatures Liable to bite you one second And smile the sweetest grin the next. In high school I’ve learned… Don’t always listen to your elders Because, sometimes, Those things they say Are not true: “You’ll never amount to anything…” “I always knew you’d screw it up” Sometimes the wise Aren’t very kind, and sometimes The young and inexperienced Can become your best friend. In high school I’ve learned… Keeping my head down And paying my dues Is not advisable Because every once and a while The library messes up And fines you for a book You’ve never seen before. And yet"a blessing in disguise!" That very same book may become Your favorite And you never would’ve known it existed. In high school I’ve learned… Friends sometimes forget about you But that doesn’t mean that They don’t love and care for you… It’s just that AP classes are hard Demanding and overwhelming And if you’re not in AP Chemistry Well… there isn’t much to talk about anymore. In high school I’ve learned… Friends sometimes drift away And even though I’m afraid of the ocean I have faith that it’ll bring The best ones back. In high school I’ve learned… That sonnets are fun to write And tankas are interesting too. In high school I’ve learned… No one congratulates you anymore For getting an 85% on your test… Not even an 100% is worth more Than two glances… But sometimes…? That second glance means everything. In high school I’ve learned… My poetry touches others But what can inspire one Can confuse another And sometimes your harshest critic Is yourself. In high school I’ve learned… Moms come in all shapes and sizes And they don’t always have to Give birth To care. In high school I’ve learned… No one listens, no one shares But y’know"there’s more than a few Who truly care And when a teacher tells you ‘You’ve got potential” …They aren’t trying to make you feel good Because teachers have learned To read between the lines On a piece Of blank white paper. In high school I’ve learned… That family isn’t always friendly But friends can treat you like family And at the end of the day… Kindness matters. In high school I’ve learned… One honest compliment From a total stranger Can matter more than a hundred From friends If those friends Are lying. In high school I’ve learned… Sometimes I lose sight"not of the “light” Because that light at the end of the tunnel Is likely the train And poets walk the third rail daily. No… I lose sight of MYSELF. And blindly believing is not recommended But"is sometimes the only way To find your way back home. In high school I’ve learned… That “home” is a plane of existence And “happiness” is a frame of mind And BOTH are created By oneself. In high school I’ve learned… That classrooms are open doorways Portals to the future… And the world doesn’t HAVE to understand you As long as you “get” yourself. In high school I’ve learned… That I am beautiful And I don’t require another’s attention To feel wanted As long as I love the “me” inside. In high school I’ve learned… It isn’t recommended to hide When no one is seeking And sometimes… Even though the world outside Looks scary… The biggest monster you’ll have to conquer Is hate and your own fear of change. In high school I’ve learned… To love. © 2011 Shayla SayerFeatured Review
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Added on May 18, 2011Last Updated on May 18, 2011 AuthorShayla SayerFontana, CAAbouti love to write. i have been penning down my feelings since i was 13. in my own opinion, writing is sort of like love and wine--it only gets better with age. more..Writing
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