Paper flies purposefully across the room
where pens and pencils scratch out hormones
in the shapes of letters, conveying confusion
and superiority all at the same time, while both
elude contentment and defy logic, instead clinging
to connection and clamoring for the right words
to express the conundrum of adolescence
which cannot be bound in a nutshell, much less a notebook;
yet, they would all be king or queen were it not that they
are hampered by and sustained through confidence.


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