Hands clasped together so tightly, like never before.
I am the waterfall dripping off your young faces.
Trying to turn your frown upside down
Is like trying to avoid chocolate forever.
Migraines keep on coming one after another.
I am touching and constantly looking for something to do,
But there's nothing.
Angrily trying to sing a solo,
To forget all of me.
I am looking in the mirror thinking, who have I become?
People are slowly telling me to calm down
And take deep breaths, but it's no use.
My teeth are tapping together,
As tight as my shoe laces.
I am slowly but surely becoming something else.
by Honey Rotchell (10)
Coltishall Primary School, Norwich
Competition - Poetry Emotions
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