"On Turning Fifteen"
shadow write- inspired by" On Turning Ten" by Billy Collins
The whole idea of it makes me feel like
I'm wondering to where life will take me in school.
It doesn’t go right with this whole situation
making bad decisions
making bad decisions
Or even going with the wrong crowd.
A sort of mindless speech offer.
A careless thought drifting away.
A bit of cloudless over looking.
You tell me what to look forward to when I get out of this place,
But then again I get to hang with my best friend.
The well-known boy with a sweet gentle smile
With soft scent of lavender slowly pulling
me to him like a rope unraveling yet unbreakable.
When we are together, it is like history in the making.
I remember when I was just Veronica -- not Ronnie.
It was a time of innocence and wild childish plays.
But now I am forever reading into books and listening,
If my family needs a helpful hand with anything.
Back then it made sense
it was never this confusing
it was never this confusing
Against the music sung by my family members,
With the gang enjoying the time of their lives.
As of today we stay inside hidden
From the rest of the world
All used and abused by friends in the past and future
Worn out of use.
This is the end of the road to my thoughts, I say to myself,
As yet I live to see another day and see the faces of
Those who doubt me
no reaction, no sound, just silence.
no reaction, no sound, just silence.
Time to grow up as I am supposedly.
It seems that only that it was yesterday I used to have
My goofy and laughable side.
If you go inside of me I would be an open window to a grateful soul.
But now all I am is a broken down spirit of life,
Left to wander in unimaginable ghostly ways.
Hey ronnie!!! well just wanted to say good job.
ReplyDeletenice job, great poem..
ReplyDeleteRonnie -- your final poem is really strong here. All of that editing and revising paid off!
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