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|| Hazel at the top! I changed who plays her :) ||
Date: 02/02/16, Tuesday
Time: 12:48pm
Dear Mister Diary,
I handed in my poem today.
I'm nervous about it, because what if it's horrible? I know that this assignment doesn't count towards our overall grade, but poetry is important to me. It's how I express myself.
Well, and this diary. But there's nothing more expressive than a bunch poetic words, amirite?
I can't believe I just wrote 'amirite', ugh, why didn't I just write 'am I right', because I'm too lazy to spell properly, put two spaces and one extra letter?
Anywillow, my anxiety seems to spike when I think of my poem. My words, thoughts, emotion about high school all written down on a piece of paper.
It's daunting. It really is.
Just in case Mr Cross keeps the poems, I should probably have a back up one for myself (well, one that's written on paper at least).
Lucky for me, I had typed the poem on my phone before copying it onto paper, so I still have it.
And here it is:
Toxicity
Chemicals, toxic to breathe
Same as the air within these walls
People, diverse but hidden
Fear strangling them in these halls
Observations, watch your step so you don't fall
Judgement always near
Fake, everybody who walks by
Acceptance never here
Cliques, being categorized into a box
Difference always clear
Insults, words that scar your heart
Sharpening the knife, you're forced to hear
Abuse, targeting the unknown or the 'strange'
You fight another tear
High School, toxicity that all of us have to bear
YOU ARE READING
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