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Going Against the Grain

Isabel Grimes

Walking through the halls of the high school
Everyone turns into a blur of compliance
There is no individuality to be seen
Only conformity to make our alliance
We turn a blind eye to those who are different
We never see why they are who they are
We only see from the outside looking in
And beyond our noses, we never look far
When we antagonize the people who love
It’s easy to see why we are forlorn
But instead of standing up and speaking out
We let society keep them torn
With this merry-go-round of monotonous routines
Life slowly turns into a dark hole of woe
No one can say exactly how they feel
So it’s easier to take those feelings and let go

Quiet House

Lily Sadler

House

 

n a r r o w

 

still.

quiet and filthy, yet 

 

c o m f o r t i n g

 

and 

 

s i l e n t.

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