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well, this is my first one submitted, it speaks of internal conflict from strife, it is very universal for interpretation though

I saw some of the preps from my school at the park and when they followed me and wouldn't leave me alone, I snapped, I got on my bike and I petaled as fast as I could toward home. When I got there, I cried, then, for the first time... I realized that they scare me. The preps scare me. It's something about their demenor... it makes me afraid... it's like all I can do I run...

A fanciful endeavor of mine, nothing more. In my mind I could see this scene and I wrote about it. Can't recall though what made this scene come to mind. Longing  I suppose for something more in a relationship. I guess I was tired of just being a work horse. That was exactly how I felt in my first marriage and a lot of the longing and pain came out in the poems written during that time.