I sit in my room

February 21, 2008
By Drew Davison, Waverly, NE

I sit in my room
I look out the window
I look at the sky
and ask myself why

The sky is dark and polluted
The air smells like garbage

People can drive hybrid cars
I hate those, but at least at
night you can see the stars

I don’t know,
but I heard,
you never slow down,
you never grow up

People need to stay active,
stay alive,
clean up the garbage
and try to survive

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