There’s a girl in front of me. Who is she?
I don’t know. Her once bright eyes are dull; her smile holds her sadness. Inside she’s dying . . . . . . hoping for a savior. No one cares. Long dark hair, deep dark eyes Staring into my soul, intrigued. What does she see? A little girl staring back: Reflection Reflection staring back, a little girl. What does she see? Staring into my soul, intrigued. Long dark hair, deep dark eyes . . . hoping for a savior. No one cares her smile holds her sadness. Inside she’s dying . . . I don’t know. Her once bright eyes are dull. There’s a girl in front of me. Who is she? |
Lauren Kimani says, "In this poem, I wanted to create the feeling of the narrator looking back in time to what she once was, and realizing what she has now become." The editors also liked how the poem forms an hourglass shape, which fits with her title. She also successfully manages to reverse the 10-to-1 format to a 1-to-10, a hard thing to pull off due to the constraints. Lauren is in 11th grade at Regina High School.