My Friends Are Leaving:

by Dying Inside   Sep 4, 2006


My eyes burn with tears whenever I think of them leaving, their whispers and mutters of how horrible this place is echoing in my mind but I know deep down that they donâ??t want to move they\'re just following suit after the ones that are close to them.
I close my eyes and feel my eyelids vibrate and then my conscience kicks in.
If they leave I want to leave but I donâ??t want to be away from them. I want to be with them everyday at school because for once my second mask is comfortable. She\'s so comfortable that the thought of leaving haunts her but my first mask pushes her forward and encourages her to move on to bigger and better things.
And then people ask me: \"Do you really want to move?\" and \"Wow, what happened to Korowa is the best?\" and it makes me feel guilty because I donâ??t want to move and yet I do.
Its complicated and I donâ??t want it to be.
Why cant we all move but to the same school?

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