Luna writes: "Although I’m lucky to be going to a friendly, supportive school, I hear lots of stories about other schools where situations are a bit more bleak. This inspired me to write the poem, adding a reminder at the end that sometimes the darkest times and the happiest times can exist side by side."
Thoughts Colored Blegh
by Luna Skeet Browning
Grade 9, Sharon Academy
Sidewalk colored stone leads to
students layered against each other,
surrounded by too many papers
with halfhearted scribbles on
facts and definitions
that no one will remember
the next day.
Door colored grey leads to
holding memories, secrets,
years of crying people
and angry people
and hormonal people
and probably screwed people
who tested a positive pink plus,
and there are also unforgiving fluorescent lights,
that pounce on every blemish
and steal self-esteem by the bucketful.
Website colored blue leads to
frenzies of public likes
and secret dislikes,
of commentary on a life that
nobody wants to hear about
of pictures that are declarations of insecurity
and casual snapshots titled with song lyrics
that try too hard.
It leads to fake laughter and hidden emotions
and confessions made easier
by the fact that no one
has to look each other in the eye.
Heart colored red leads to
hopes and dreams,
sometimes nurtured and sometimes
crushed by the weight of the world,
to futile glances at people who
have been deemed “out of bounds”,
to fear and desperation,
to slammed doors and stony silences,
to moments so dark that it feels like
slimy fingers are wrapped around your throat,
and to moments so bright
that it feels like
you’ve swallowed a dish full of breezy sunlight,
can hurt you.