Poems from neva-marie.sandoval@cck12.net
Claiming that you know
All lives are not the same
Going to school with different purposes as well
Learning is different, and harder for...
I was their, but at the time, wasn't
Looking upon my cold, pale body of the open casket.
My blonde hair was straightened
Cascading down...
The tears wouldn't stop
A waterfall of dark choices
Yet beautiful
Rumors went around
Of the dark...