We said our goodbyes
and went our separate ways.
So why are we in this room together,
Staring with untold eyes.
YOU ARE READING
Pieces of My Heart
PoetryIn middle school, lots of things happened to me. I became accident prone, breaking one thing after another. I also moved and lost my best friends. Some of the people at the new school were nice to me at first. But like most typical schools, they onl...
