Magazine, website & books written by teens since 1989

No Need To Say "I Told You So"

Freedom, sweet freedom, I think
as wild winds chap my skin and
liquid floods my cheeks. I am
Helios on his Sun Chariot.

But all too soon the shabby wheels
crumple crudely to the cold concrete,
coiled on the pavement I regret
ever taking my training wheels off.



Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!




Site Feedback