After school,
We save our hope
Inside of us,
Expecting good
Outside of us,
Despite our wishes
We are followed,
For there is bad
Inside their hearts.
Towards us,
Against the crowd,
Across the bridge,
Without a sound,
Near me now,
Towards me words flew,
Until the tears
Along my cheek,
Like the river
Underneath me
For those words,
Inside of me,
Since they were harsh,
Among my heart,
For many years,
Like a tempest
Within my soul.
