Wondering at school

Sometimes I watch you walk home alone, music dangling out of your ears, head bowed low. I wonder what’d happen if I walked over to you and asked you about happiness or loneliness. Would you open up to me? I wonder what’d happen if everyone understood that even in the dirty, crowded hallways at school, we have so much power. Wonder what’d stir in everyone’s hearts if we knew the weight of our conversations, the inexplicable importance of time. Wonder what we’re all doing here…sitting in rows and raising our hands to speak, laughing about unfunny things, talking about everything,

getting nowhere.


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