Growing
© Haileigh Gideon
I moved to a small town
I was probably known as a clown
My friend was good
And made me happy when I wasn’t in the mood
But at home
I felt alone
Time past
I am part of the junior high cast
I had no one to talk to
So I kept in the new
7th grade, what a disaster
I don’t remember what I was after
8th grade was bad
I made my mom mad
I was alone
I should have known
That I needed you in this ride
I am sorry that I lied
But you are the best
There is no test
I need you
and Mom, you need me too.