Rose Stern Poems

I know it means nothing,
To you,
But it still means everything,
To me.
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The whole lesson,
I didn't know what to do,
The girls texted me from across the room,
They calmed my stress down.
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I used to think you could tell,
When you were being manipulated,
And yet, I didn't notice,
When I was.
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I texted you last night,
But you never replied,
And you still haven't,
Not yet.
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The shouting,
The quiet after,
The silence for days,
The quiet converstaions, about 'normal things'
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I always come in carefully,
Watchful of everyone's moods,
I start of either by myself,
Or talking with someone who isn't you.
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I've always wanted to learn,
Archery, or knife throwing,
Not because they're badass,
But because they give me control.
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I've boarded the bus,
And I'm looking out the window,
My bags are in the trailer,
Behind me.
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I woke up early today,
Very rare,
Had to finish packing my bags,
Last day of camp today.
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Look at everything you see,
Things are rarely as they seem,
Question the thought around it,
Don't follow rules blindly.
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