One of the reasons that I can never stand still is because I'm bored
I don't really feel like talking and everybody is in their own little groups that I don't have anyone to talk to even if I wanted to
I walk back and forth along the same path that I've walked for the past weeks
I see the same things over and over and it never takes long enough
I try to slowly read the posters on the wall trying to pass the time
The only thing I can do it think
Finally, the bell rings and I can go
YOU ARE READING
Hopeful
PoetryThe world ain't perfect I know that But I want to help you smile I want there to be a ray of light And I want it to come from you So I hope these cheer you up And let you know that you aren't alone So this is a letter from a friend Believe in yourse...
