Journal #2 Poem by Daniela X. Daraz

To read of stories where children's lives past by so fast,
It startles and scares me.
It gets me thinking of my own childhood.
Of Sixth Grade and all the friends i had made.
Things I will never forget.
Adventures I will never regret.
Pranks I will never fret.

The Seventh grade came and went,
And theres not a day I wouldn't reset.
I messed up bad,
Acted like a fool.
And for what i had?
It was the biggest mistake I ever made in a life so cruel.

I'm so hypocritical.
'Never live life with regret' I would say.
Oh how so very cliché.
Everyday I regret.
But why? I do not know.
Only Hatred knows.
A Pain I still have yet to grow accustomed to.

Friends drift, it's inevitable.
Yet my gut twists at the thought.
In my eyes,
I would rather keep old friends than make new ones,
That one day inevitability will find.