Poems from rena_hope
It's the little things- really
The sound of nail files
Or those scratchy folders
Or even the beeping of a watch
It's the little things...
Reputations
and Representations of such
Are getting hard to keep up
You want to fit in
To be in "the norm"
Yet you want to be an individual...
Bully Bully, Who Are You?
A boy waiting in the corner to take your lunch money
Only to give it to his parents at home?
A girl that laughs...