A Circle That Never Ends by Kaila

My amazing daughter has said since the time she was young "I want to be a writer".  Today she came home from school and read this poem that she wrote. After she finished reading this to me.  I looked at her and said "You already are a writer".    Who we are is already inside of us.  We just need to look within.

 

Here are her thoughts and reflections of being in middle school.   

Are we all perfect?

Do we have to fit in?

Do are cloths have to fit right?

Or do we have to be thin?

"Drink water eat right" the doctor would say

The school that I'm in has hard and boring long days

Are our nails to be painted? 

A bright color or not?

Hair put down

or in a bun way high up

Why can't we talk and see our friends?

Why homework today? and on the weekends.

Summer is gone

And same with those shorts

Soccer has started and same with many sports

The Fall leaves have fallen

And, clicks have began

What is the status quo?

And what secrets are to be undone?

Another year will pass drama and all.

Summer will come and than next fall.

New friendships will be made and enemies too.

Popular kids are there and the lame ones will shoo.

College will come, later in life.

In the end was the popularity contest just a big fight?

We'll make jobs and have kids of our own.

This circle with never change and will always be unknown.

Comments

[Bill B]

Karen,
It truely is a great poem by a young lady reading it lowered my pulse and made me sigh. Just what I needed on a Friday. Thanks for keeping us posted!
Bill

[Karen Fagan]

I enjoy reading your comments. Your welcome! Have a great rainy Friday.

[laura]

Kaila,
What a great insightful poem. Alot of those questions linger into adult hood.
Thanks for sharing. lol

[kelsey]

kaila my love, your amazing.