Dodging insults hurled like bullets
Willing myself to be invisible
Sticking to the perimeter behind enemy lines
Ducking into the nearest open classroom door like diving into a foxhole
Camouflaging myself in groups of teachers to avoid the assailants
Watching the time counting down as I finally join my allies
My comrades and I have strength in numbers
Navigating middle school is like fighting a daily battle
My social life is on the line
– Written for WordPress Blogging University, Intro to Poetry, Day 4: Journey, Simile. Photo by Richard Caton Woodville, Jr., from Wikipedia.
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