For how long has she been crying?
Doesn’t she know that she is dying?
Washing away her soul
Because she wont achieve her goal
Tears falling for years
Irrigating her fears
To be washed away
When all she wants to do is stay
Every day is the same
Some make her happy
Some give her pain
Some never come
This girl has no name
She just cries and hums
Flowers grow in the sea
Flowers grow where you want them to be
All flowers even seeds
They all start the same
We give them a name
People are part of the chain
We’re all sad
We’re all in pain.
-age 13
by Sara Bynoe