On the first day of school
Homeroom is quiet, filled with the silence and stares
Of people we do not know.
Numerous feet tap on the ground,
Nervously passing the time
As we wait in silence do be dismissed and see our friends.
Whispers begin in the corner of the room
Not all that quiet, though,
When everyone around is silent.
So, we talk to our neighbors
About how we are, are not, are indifferent
To the beginning of the year.
And when that bell finally rings
After long stretching moments,
Passing by like snails in the grass,
We spring from our seats in
A lion-like fashion
Eager to meet our friends.
And with parting ways,
We say goodbye to our neighbors.
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Minor Inconveniences {Poetry}
Poetry"It was nothing important, A single stupid thought." -- -- -- -- -- A collection of poetry I doubt will ever be published, so I hope you enjoy it. Three years in the making, it's a trip through anxiety, love, heartbreak, depression, the works. Imag...
