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High school
Either
The best or
Worst days
Of your life

It’s still to be decided for me
How is or was high school?
Last night I was betrayed,
again, are you surprised?
Last night I found out how,
alone I actually am.
Last night my body shook,
from knowing the unknown.
Last night I saw the light,
light I didn't want to see.
Last night I realized how,
how much I love the darkness.
Last night the light truly,
intimidated me.
Last night will become my,
biggest anxiety.
Last night forced me to open up,
open my eyes to the dishonorable.
Last night you drove me home,
yet you still drove me away.
Last night made me wonder,
will I soon catch a break?
Last night my heart shattered,
and has not stopped breaking.
Last night showed me my value,
at least my value to you.
Last night you left me in,
light that was blinding me.
last night you lied to me,
last night you lied to me.
Last night you lied to me,
way to many times.
Last night you affected,
me in ways you cant imagine
Last night. Last night. Last night,
will I ever stop saying that.
Last night. Last night. Last night,
will you stop making me.
shauna-leigh Jan 2018
The girls mostly laugh and smile,
Then they sit and talk for a while.
They'll see someone that they don't like,
And (in a worse way) tell them to "take a hike"

The boys mostly laugh at inappropriate jokes,
Or act like they don't like the girl,
But everyone knows that's just a hoax.

That's the popular ones,
The ones that you hear about.
They feed off of gossip and arguments,
A lack of "beef" for them may as well be a drought.

I've been on this new land for almost 2 years
And every day you realise something new.
It's amazing what comes to you
When you hide away and open your ears.
this really isn't very good and any writing tips would be very appreciated
T Renee Feb 2017
Maybe some people walk backwards because
they 're too afraid to see what's ahead.
Klara Apr 2014
I feel like I am living in a shell.
The words "you don't belong here"
are constantly being echoed back
by my limits.
Things that seem to go natural
with everyone around me
are a lot harder in this shell.
With every inhale of life I take
comes an exhale of desperation to live
and not knowing how to.
It deceived me into thinking
it kept me safe but all this time
it has been what was holding me back.
I see that now
but the words keep echoing in my head
youdontbelonghereyoudontbelonghereyoudontbelonghere

Break­ing out of my shell was never an option
I can not survive without it.
But I do want to leave it
and everyone
and everything
I do want to leave.

— The End —