shivalihp

In the gym

Three others are with me

I say:

“I will try to touch the rim!” 

“Alright!” Shouts one of the kids with me

I am 13

I am in 7th grade.

I like school. Most of the time.

I am quite good at school.

I'm in all the advanced classes offered. 3 years ahead in Math, 3 years ahead in my English vocab, and on the hardest History track.

“Why didn’t you ask for help?”

When I didn’t write for weeks

I was asking for help

When I stopped smiling

When I stopped laughing

When happiness became fake

' you're just a kid, you don't understand. '

i do understand,

i understand very clearly.

i'll never know who to choose to be my friends,

Getting up, growing older 

younger days just blew right over 

gone in a flash, knowing I'll never gain them back 

now I'm always in a dash 

running from class to class 

What happened to my childhood?

Where did it all go?

I swear it was right there...

All my self-confidence, my imagination, my courage, my creativity...

But it all just disappeared...