Red open signs glare at their own reflections in the windows with all the intense heat of lipstuck lips before the party, and they blink out like strobes. Have you ever wondered, "how did I end up here, in the midst of all this chaos? I did not put myself here, nor would I like to stay here." The good part is that you will not stay here forever, the bad part is that it will forever stay with you. And listening to secular songs in your favorite Christian coffee shop- does that not prompt you to acknowledge how pointless it all is? We pollute the Earth and make up fun things to keep ourself preoccupied. Children of the universe. But literal children.
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What We've Learned
Non-Fictionan extended essay and amateur literary journey about how horrible high school really is and how horrible we make it out to be. probably poetry,
