Kindergarten is a place.
where you run your imagination.
where you play and be you.
4th grade is where you do tests.
everything so hard.
but your still creative.
6th grade is where you move on.
you go to the Jr. High.
where you meet new people Oh and get lost.
8th grade is where it challenges you.
where you start doing drugs.
start drinking, trying to be cool.
10th grade is trying to be something.
be someone that you are not.
that's where it gets you.
12th grade is when you leave again.
move on to a bigger challenge.
but you'll remember.
this is where it gets you.
a creative imagination.
a wrong doing of a mistake.
being something you are not.
and becoming something more.
when you move up in the world.
so as you write you name.
on the same sheet of paper.
where you set the date out.
where you begin to shout.
remember something more.
even that time you shut the door.
when you began to cut.
when you began to do drugs.
you'll remember that.
you did have a friend.
you did survive through that.
this is part of life.
when people realize something more.
when they believe it was stupid.
when they have friends starting.
just help them out.
just don't let them shout.
there pain is so little.
because they have you there.
knowing that you lived or going to live through this.
everyone does.
no matter what.
so I'm done with this poem.
maybe it wasn't.
maybe it didn't make sense.
but to me it does.
because life isn't suppose to make sense.
