I look around this room
at all the familiar faces
from all of these unfamiliar places.
we used to be like a family.
Damn, what happened to what we used to be?
Honestly.
We're still just a classroom full of kids.
What happened to getting along?
Man, it hasn't even been that long.
What did this summer do to us?
Did it make us strong?
or did it make us all feel like we don't belong?
I'm hurtin' now
Cause everytime i open my mouth
I can't seem to get these words to come out
And It's hopless.
I feel like I'm floating.
Because I don't like how this is going.
This class ain't what it used to be.
Honestly.
Just Trust Me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem