Heather Wolverton

Denied Rejected Banished How must he feel right now Hurt Worthless Not good enough Trash Why? Why would anyone deny him A simple thing such as entry To the place of his dreams The school he had hoped for So long his goal All the work All the time All the hope Down the drain Like his spirit Crushed How could any other kid Be better than he So his grades weren’t as high as theirs Why does that matter so much I know his hert is bigger I know he would have been succeful He would have been Now what Try again? Easier said then done Broken spirits don’t heal that easy Wounds don’t vanish like that Now he is hurt Lost Without a path He walked down a dead end And now he has no clue where to turn As a result He may turn to bad things To false pleasures To make himself forget the pain How is that a sound descision? If only things were different If only he had been accepted He had all the hope in the world But then In a blink of an eye That hope deserted him Left Him Abandoned him In the road of life Without a path to take