Changing When I Know The Way Poem by Emma Alberts

Sharp lead in a pencil like
Bunched up feelings in me
What does it take
To get back this glee?

Running
Shouting
Crying
Pouting

No where to go
But stupid old here
What has taken
My everyday cheer?

It takes so much
To get up at dawn
I'm just a stick figure
Poorly drawn

You can't take
Someone else's glee
It's like taking
Candy from a baby

Seeing
Failing
Hanging
Trailing

Don't just leave me
Down like this
Whatever you know,
I miss

I sit myself down
Every single day
And ask myself,
'Do you know the way? '

Same answer everytime
Same old no everyday
When will the answer change?
Changing when I know the way

(Winter 2008, Age 11, Wisconsin)

3 I still luv y'all,
Emma :)