By Mia Hanuska
a fictitious fortress i build of clay
a place where only i can stay
“words never harm me” i say
but still i get forced away
Ubiquitous in my life I see
A million amazing opportunities
But one stood greatly out to me
Someone with whom I can be free
my confidence they devour
left alone without power
i hide it all and cower
behind the only prospering flower
I block out their jealous jeers
And my contentment reappears
I save my joy with a new peer
And quickly wipe away my tears
a perfect me i build of glass
it takes me to my every class
they can’t see through me as i pass
the pressure continues to amass
My fears begin to dissolve
As my mindset slowly evolves
Around them my world no longer revolves
Although my questions have yet to be solved
then i yelp and remember
when i joined that november
and my world flared like an ember
i thought that it’d last forever
Now with others my bucket I fill
And I’m helped over my hills
But I need more clean water still
To rescue and heal my wilted lil
Flower