Wish this life would come to an end.
i miss how everything used to be.
like when boys had cooties.
and when drama,
was someone stealing your crayons.
now that everything is changing,
i need to wake up and realize
its coming to an end.
everything is changing.
you and me.
the music we listen to.
our relationship with each other.
maybe we should change,
with the world too……..
This poem was written/submitted by Caitlyn Blakely.