Black shoes tap as I walk
I find it funny how people talk
As they express their emotions
Waves hit me like oceans-
Why did I spend so much time?
Making this rhyme?
Making my outfit perfect?
You're not going to see.
Nobody else but me will know
My thoughts as I go
As I stumble
Out of the car
Walking forward
Heaven's call
I don't know why
But I won't cry
Seeing my face
Would be a disgrace
Because
I
Never
Knew
You.
I'm a stranger.
It's a danger
to be here.
My mind kept changing
Thoughts kept arranging
Now I know
When I go
To this funeral,
Of a seventh-grade boy,
It won't be my last:
Things aren't just in my past.
YOU ARE READING
Now You Know Me.
Non-FictionThere are others. Others who felt the impact way more than I did- others that it directly affected. I'm just a girl that was in his grade, was aware of his existence. Went to the same school as him, three lockers down. So why was it so life-changin...
