The bell rings, its chime so clear,
A sound that brings me joy, so near,
Eager to see my friends, so dear,
Their laughter and smiles, I long to hear.
But deep within, a yearning grows,
To turn back time, to long ago,
The same class, course, and teacher, too,
A bygone era, a memory that's true.
I miss those days, our hearts entwined,
Sharing everything, no fear in our minds,
Free from judgment, we laughed and cried,
How I long to be 15, by their side.
If only time could take me back,
To those carefree days, I'd retrace my tracks,
To relive the moments, forever in my heart,
How to be 15 again, where do I start?
-denjiwisteria
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Unsaid Poems
Poetryhi <3 Unsaid Poems, my first-ever poetry collection! Inside, you'll find a heartfelt exploration of teenage emotions and experiences. From happiness to heartache and everything in between, these poems capture the rollercoaster of life as a young pe...
