My World

April 10, 2012
By ASpecialWriter BRONZE, Shoreline, Washington
ASpecialWriter BRONZE, Shoreline, Washington
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My friends stare widely,
My family stares happily,
My animals stare blankly,
Strangers stare curiously,
While my teachers stare hopefully,
They stare at my world,
All with different views,
And dreams,
They stare at my fate,
All hoping secretly.
For a great end,
But all I can see,
For each little stare,
Is nothing but jealously,
Coming from those stares.

The author's comments:
I sometimes feel like this so I hope you can understand this peice about people staring at your world.

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