“Holden Caulfield” by Angelina

I walk the streets aimlessly,
I don’t know where to go.
My mind wanders painfully,
thinking why I’m alone.

I look for friends,
for someone to call,
but in a few moments,
my hopes start to fall.

The people I do find
just make me depressed
They look for ways
to quickly get away
-> and I do, too.

My young sister Phoebe
asked me a question:
“Name one thing that you like.”
It was then that I realized
I had no answer.

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