For You Janiyah Bounanducci- 7th grade
The hurt in your eyes is sharp and alluring as the sky naked from clouds. The beautiful melody seeps into the ground beneath you,
How beautiful yet sad the melody plays, I hear it echoing off of you as if it’ s screaming my name,
That gaze you’ re a professional at holding is attractive as the evening sun glistening off of the horizon
It draws me in like a vacuum cleaner. The endless apologies unsaid and unheard on your part but of course you don’ t know this. As clueless as you are the more likely I’ ll fall It’ s funny how you let people walk all over you and you don’ t even see it, It humors me to say that we’ re the same. But I’ m sorry, I’ ll have to give up on you. So for the last time Goodbye.