Short Middle school Poems | Short Middle school Poetry

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 Child

Young, Innocent

Laughing, Playing, Smiling

Preschool, Middle School, High School, College

Working, Working, Working

Serious, Tired

Adult

I look in the mirror and all I see
Is a woman I hate to be.

A beautiful face; an ugly body.

Elementry school,
They all thought I was the plague.

Middle school,
They all hated me.

High school, 
They made fun of me.

College,
They considered me a nobody.

I look around at smiling faces,

No one knows
The smile on my face is nothing but blank.

Meant to be a human being
What the heck is that thing?

To wrap oneself in hiding
Peace is still residing

Went half-mad in middle-school
Was all I did was drool?

The Bible somehow guiding me through
Or else life would be la-pew!

Went through high-school; noticed a thing
Satan will not be my king!

The darkness of not caring
Still a life worth caring!

So forget the apathy
Jesus is alive in me!

Being a human:  Too confusing!
Hope the brain isn't abusing!

Power to get up when I fell
Have energy to journey through hell

No longer in middle-school
Confustion and fear seemed to rule!

In high-school really crashed 
At least life not totally trashed!

But was able to chew
Through what I did do

Then my life stopped being blue
Now it is a lighter hue!

Able to love; able to praise
Jesus from death did me raise!

Every day is the same,
Ordinary,
With me wishing that something would happen,
Making it extraordinary,
The only time that I know I'm extraordinary,
Is when I write,
The words flowing from my fingertips,
At peace,
Not worried what others think of me,
For once,
Peace,
Solace,
In my crazy middle school days,
No worries,
All else fades,
And I am alone with my words,
No cares,
But to create beauty,
Something that will move someone,
That will touch someone in ways they can't explain.

When we were little
The trampoline would be
Pregnant with a jumble of our arms and legs

When we ruled the school way back
In Elementry School we would
Poke fun at the little fourth graders

When we entered Middle School
We did it together
Holding Hands, our hearts beating wildly

Years went by
We got older
But still, we enter everything together

Holding hands
Our hearts beating wildly

Sisters by soul
but
Friends Forever

-dedicated to Stephanie L. Sabath