Original Poetry Fan Fiction ❯ Poems ❯ These Next 10 Months ( Chapter 20 )

These Next 10 Months








It's 5:30 AM, I drag myself out of bed,
Hit the Off button on my alarm.
Sadly it's been 3 months, or someone said,
Now to go back to the Human Farm.


Listening to my songs in the car,
I nod off a few times as times passes by.
Already I miss the Summer that seems so far,
As I think of my boyfriend I sigh.


I wonder if he's thinking about me right now,
Hopefully 10 months will be easy for us.
We'll see each other sometimes somehow,
But no one said this will be easy like riding a bus.


As I look around at the empty school yard,
I know that some people I know will be here.
Just a few more minutes, making new friends will be hard,
This next 10 months I fear.


Not only strain of distance, but time and work adds on,
I pray that everything will be just as good.
Hopefully we'll keep this bond,
He calls everyday like I would.


Yet that's only one of my worries,
Now I have 8 classes that bid for me.
The bell rung now I must hurry,
In Algebra 2 one friend I see.


Throughout the day I can't keep my mind in place,
It wanders off to how many days left.
That or if I have anything on my face,
Because some guy is staring at me with a cleft.


No time to talk or hang out,
I just fade into the hallways again.
My only friends are books, too bad they can't shout,
Because they'd join me while I shout alone in my room for a friend.


It will be just as hard this year,
I have to be there for the bad and be shoved from the good,
As a true friend I remain near,
But as a loner I stay far away as I should.


Public Speaking seems great,
Where people really listen to me.
I'm improving at a slow rate,
But oh well, as long as i'm somewhat happy.


Honors English is my only escape,
Writing and reading is what I have left to be heard.
Where we talk about books filled with love, sorrow, or hate,
It's the only time I feel as free as a bird.


Sign Language is alright,
It's going to be harder this year though.
Hopefully there won't be any fights,
Like there was last year, but it was a nice show.


I walk a 45 minute walk to my mom's friends home,
Alone, I think about the slight homework I have.
People walk around me, no reason to talk to me i'm alone,
Through denial, I think I won't be bothered so I need to be glad.


I miss the Summer so bad,
Where I had my real friends and my love.
Now it's going to be 10 long months to where I can be truly glad,
My thoughts stayed as I felt a shove.


The only breaks i'll have will be at night when i'm on the phone,
Or at least on some holidays or birthdays.
Then I won't be alone,
Where I can laugh and be on my happy way.


There will be nights where I don't sleep,
And there will be days where I can't eat.
All a sacrifice to have a better life and no needs,
Where I have happiness and sleep in comfortable sheets.


All my life I had to work harder,
Where others didn't even try their best.
It's them I envy though because I know their smarter,
Sadly i'm not like the rest.


And to my sister, who got the ease of getting what she wants,
I have to work harder just to get what she'll already gets with ease.
Without saying a word she'll flaunt,
Because she knows that I do what she does double and leaves me with a tease.


I hide it from the world,
But i'm filled with that envy.
Why do I have to be the work-so-hard girl?
No one seems to care, as long as I seem happy.


Sister gets higher credits and gets breaks,
I take more classes and lose day-to-day needs.
She studies up til 9 PM and gets grand grades,
While I study all night and get the same results as she.


That's why I hate going to school,
Everyday is just another flaunt to those who get what they want.
I work, and work, just being the fool,
But i'll show them all that I am better than them, but I will not flaunt.