Moms boy
Why are you so so harsh?
You scream at your sister: ,,Don't try to be someone large!"
You remember me of children crying and run away even though their parents are in a rush.
You have these green baggy jeans on, a very tight Black shirt and your hair definetly often times black colored.
Have you?
It was brittle,
what am I saying,
your whole attitude was brittle.
Even though I don't know you, I know you aren't my favorite pink skittle.
Your eyebags have stored tears of nights you haven't sleep,
or are you these boys who do it because they just like staying awake black sheep?
I stood behind you and your sister.
You have bough a lot of the drink blister and some other stuff too.
And I just bought some egg-
No, that's not happening right now, is it?
Did I need to let it fall?
That comes when you think to much
What am I going to do
Someone pulled the upper part of my arm aside,
,,watch out that nothing comes on your shoe"
I was embarassed and pulled my arm quickly away,
who has touched me?
Then I look at these confused black eyes.
You let me go
,,Don't worry the people who work here will clean it up.
It happens."
The sister smiled at me.
I scratched my arm heavily
Gosh
But thanks to her it's kinda fine
,,Yeah, thank you"
Where, ah am I dumb, just go home!
I slap my forehead.
Monday
I waited infront the secretary door
Needed to get some things done,
I sighted
Someone came out this door
Oh, that boy again
Since when does he go to my school?
,,You can go first in if you want to."
Uh, what?
,,It's fine but thanks"
,,If you say so, no problem"
Why is he so kind?
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Adna Demiri
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