They say,
"High school's when you start to live."
A time for friends
And to be more than a kid.
You learn who you are,
Who you want to be,
It's your first chance at real love,
Maybe even party.
But when you have no one to turn to
No friends by your side,
Those things go out the window
And it's a lonely 4 years of your life.
YOU ARE READING
What's left of me
PoetryPoems written by me, mainly about my life and experiences. This is my first attempt at poetry so sorry if it sucks. *I write when I get inspiration so updates will be sporadic*
