I would have a stupid question because
I wasn't paying enough attention and they
My lovely classmates,
Would repeat it louder
To laugh at
I don't think they realized
That doing that hurt me
But they did it constantly
Until I figured out how to stop it
How you ask?
I stopped talking.
I stopped making jokes.
I stopped making comments in class.
I became a wallflower,
To the point that I stopped being outgoing in my
School clubs,
Until when I was a senior
No one knew,
And I was forgotten in my
National English Honors Society
Senior Presentation
I was so quiet but
I didn't know anything else
I had resigned myself to stay this way
Because I needed the approval of
My peers
It wasn't until college that I realized who I was
And who I could be
I expected to look back at high school fondly
Because I assumed I was having the time of my life
But
I was so wrong
High school prepared me to be the quiet one forever
And I'm done being the quiet one.
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"untitled" - A life in poems
PoetryI refuse to let my family read this, but hey, why not all of you? . . . I've been wanting to post this for a while. This was my English final, in which I wrote 18 poems detailing 18 important points in my (then 18) years of life. Most of these are...