Snowglobe

May 24, 2017
By Anonymous

As I stare up at the snowy sky I can only think of a single thing.
I am in a snow globe that is continuously being shaken.
Having a good day? Shaken
Happy for once? Shaken
The only way out is to give up, but I won’t.
I wish I could restart without giving up,
But life doesn’t work like that in a snow globe like this.


The author's comments:

As a teen, life gets hard in the middle/high school years and this poem helps give a sense of what life is like for those of us that feel like we are living in the shadows of the ones greater than us.


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