A PATH TO THE CLEAR

Yameli Cahue

8th Grade • Seward School

This may take a turn for the worst But please bear with me There is no story for the way that I think And there is no song to explain

When we bicker and fight It shows a bad side of me But I know that if you were in trouble I'd still fight with everything I am

When we joke and laugh It shows our identical bright smiles And I know that we take turns Of stealing the dark and light side of the moon

When you share things I'm afraid to It shows how much trust you put in me Although I know that trust stutters to a halt from time to time I'll trust that you know what your words mean

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When you used to hurt me and my identical I knew that I won't ever forgive you Everything you've done has left scars Although, not physical

But I can still say that I will miss you when you leave

When you call me a sweet nickname Though it's directed to many I know that I can count on you for the smallest of things I may not be brave enough to do so But I will still miss you when you go

When you stop by I don't know what to say I've barely been able to see you these days When I do, you're always talking to the 'artistic one' But I know you just want to talk to someone responsible So I'll just quietly forgive you for that

When you cook deliciousness I try to eat everything I compliment what I can just to see you smile And I know that you're still on the semi dark road But I'll silently accompany you, for my mind has done the same

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When you joke around with us I can't help but do the same You are strong And I know that if we're in trouble You'll come and help us with the pain

You see These are my family Though you might not know which And you might not know who To pair with these stanzas But I know that there are clues

And I know that my mind will turn them into monsters For all this stress will morph them into creatures of my worst fears I know that that's not who they are I make these for my mind is twisted It has grown a twisted tree of poems and lyrics

Again, I know that that's not who they are So I'll banish these thoughts to the very depths of my mind

And hope that they don't come back And let me see my family for who they really are

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A family which will support me Through the thickness of my clouded mind And through the thin lenses of my glasses Which enables me to see clearly The clear, yet still hard to see, love The love of a family

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