Hopeless

Senior Year – Shannon Jefferis

Ahead of me I see A bright future and career And behind me I see Treasured memories with my peers

But my time was not always treasured For I could not see How much it would measure When there was little left for me

I was too caught up In what was ahead I wanted to be a grown-up But I was a kid instead

I eagerly waited For time to pass There was nothing more I hated Than a long boring class

Freshman year flew And so did the next years If only I knew The weight of senior year tears

They said ‘high school will go fast” And trust me they were right For now it’s in the past With graduation in sight

When Time Was Silenced – Shannon Jefferis

You do not hear the tick of the clock anymore For time no longer makes a noise Nor do you hear the school bells ring or the church choir sing For time no longer makes a noise You may see the sun rise or the moon fall into the sky But each day is disguised as the one before For time no longer makes a noise The roaster will crow and the wolf will howl But they are simply confused For time no longer makes a noise Time used to be loud especially when there were crowds

But quarantine came and sound disappeared For time no longer makes a noise But wait! There is still hope! Do you hear that in the distance? It’s a ring! A ring so small now only few may hear But there is a ring in the distance and it is coming near Photograph by: Sara Ledyard For time will soon make a noise

A Bull Ride, But No Full Ride – Ace Asim

At this time of year, when results come out, I can’t help but think about All of the late nights, All of the countless fights, That I had to weather Thinking it would end better.

Yet now as I see my results I cannot see my name come up On the list of those who succeed, Rather I see myself just as me. Nothing fancy, nothing rewarding This experience has been quite unrewarding.

I see all my friends move ahead, But I am just sitting here, on my bed Wondering what I lost, Wondering what it cost. School for me was like a bull ride, It took so much just to hang on.

And now, I see almost no light at the end, And I can’t comprehend How after all of this work and no play, I wouldn’t even be able to shout, “Hooray!” How all this life was a bull ride on a rocky ship, With not one full scholarship.

The Endless Rainy Day – Anonymous

The endless rainy day Emerged as eerie, dark, and gray. I never would’ve bet a twenty, That one day would soon become many.