Thirteenth Year

My year could not have been similar.

They move with different missions.

Posturing marks their territory.

They gesture and speak in a foreign way.

The motives are innate and reckless.

Drama is not a class, it is daily activity.

What are the quiet one's thinking?

Are they loved at home?

Are they in the way?

Some must be told to go play.

They cannot go home until the streetlights are on.

Finish the studies, and do not dare miss the bus.

An adult has an agenda, and it must not be disrupted.

Pretend that composure is part of life.

Even in the thirteenth year.