Huntington High Poem by Justin Gildow

Huntington High



Looking around
Looking in
Looking out
Everybody's walking by
Everybody's got their own thoughts running
over and over in their minds
Some of their thoughts are bright and sunny
and they laugh at the jokes that they think are
funny
In other people thoughts
They jab them like thorns in the side
While memories keep them company
The best they can

At Huntington High
Drama overflows
Love glows
Romance grows
Believing and disbelieving go hand in hand
Seriousness will always abound
Cynicism always makes its way around

Some are drifting
Some are dragging

In all their eyes
Their life story is mirrored
And they try to keep their secrets from
being discovered
As well as the sadness and happiness
they're all trying to recover

At Huntington High
There always will be
Mascara and lipstick
Syringes and razor blades
Ladders and snakes
Cheek blush and nail polish

At Huntington High
You'll either have an adventure
Or you'll get a romance

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Justin Gildow

Justin Gildow

Washington, PA
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