Eighteen

Poetry by Brianna Dunn

She was a little too enthusiastic,
Her music a little too loud.
Emotions raw out of the casket,
Her pride a little too proud.

The walls were a little too white,
The halls exploded with sound.
Sun a little too bright,
A little too hard to get around.

Some may call it different,
Forgetting what once was.
But to me an invalid inference,
Interferes with what one does

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Brianna Dunn is a senior at Clayton A. Bouton High School.