8th Grade Idiot. | Teen Ink

8th Grade Idiot.

October 17, 2021
By SparrowSun ELITE, X, Vermont
SparrowSun ELITE, X, Vermont
200 articles 23 photos 1053 comments

Favorite Quote:
"It Will Be Good." (complicated semi-spiritual emotional story.)

"Upon his bench the pieces lay
As if an artwork on display
Of gears and hands
And wire-thin bands
That glisten in dim candle play." -Janice T., Clockwork[love that poem, dont know why, im not steampunk]


Secret she stayed up at night

Huddled under the heavy cover

Imagining things

Places

Things

Things beautiful

and terrible

and even sometimes funny

like the killer who stalks mice

or the grass under a magnifying glass

 

she hated the gift

she hated the poems

she hid them all

and made excuses for they they existed

 

because poetry is stupid.

poetry makes no sense.

poetry is for boring people

the 8th-grade girl said.

 

would you look where that 8th-grade girl is today?

writing this poem, which is stupid you say?


The author's comments:

yeah, i was an idiot in 8th grade and all the grades before. not sure where i decided i hated poetry. probably read robert frost in 1rst grade and decided it made no sense, then never touched another one. actually, i do remember a massive book by robert frost.

i know this poem is mediocre at best but what the hay i wanted to tell off younger me.


Similar Articles

JOIN THE DISCUSSION

This article has 2 comments.


on Oct. 20 2021 at 2:53 pm
SparrowSun ELITE, X, Vermont
200 articles 23 photos 1053 comments

Favorite Quote:
"It Will Be Good." (complicated semi-spiritual emotional story.)

"Upon his bench the pieces lay
As if an artwork on display
Of gears and hands
And wire-thin bands
That glisten in dim candle play." -Janice T., Clockwork[love that poem, dont know why, im not steampunk]

this is when it peaked, before i just downright hated it, this was when i hated it but wrote.
oh im afraid to ask.

Lydiaq ELITE said...
on Oct. 20 2021 at 9:47 am
Lydiaq ELITE, Somonauk, Illinois
142 articles 42 photos 1009 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Let the disappointments pass
Let the laughter fill your glass
Let your illusions last until they shatter.
Whatever you might hope to find
Among the thoughts that crowd your mind
There won't be many that ever really matter.
But take good care of your mother
And remember to be kind
When the pain of another will serve you to remind."
--Jackson Browne

Hah, you should have seen me in the sixth grade.