Trying.
Trying to speak, but when I do
no one listens.
I say it even louder.
Nothing.
Not even the little mice can hear me.
But there’s one person
who can hear me,
and it’s my mom.
Xoe, fifth grade, Baty Elementary School
Trying.
Trying to speak, but when I do
no one listens.
I say it even louder.
Nothing.
Not even the little mice can hear me.
But there’s one person
who can hear me,
and it’s my mom.
Xoe, fifth grade, Baty Elementary School
i really like your poem or story i think that is intresting