Moldable Youth: A Collection of Poetry and Prose

by Amy Tuso

My hearts to big

  My smile is too quick

  I know who I am

  I choose how I act

  I spent some years

  Acting how others wished

  But now I know

  I must live to be me

  Not just to please others

  Hidden

  Lock away the magic

  Close my eyes and hide

  I have this one fear

  That must be kept far away

  The past has been too painful

  For I gave too much

  I shall never allow

  Such to happen again

  No matter how it is I feel

  I must always be in hiding

  That pain was unmatchable

  That life to hard to live

  And how it would increase

  If this were allowed to last

  Burn

  Deep within the fire starts

  A single spark is all

  That it shall ever take

  Reaching my heart

  This fire then erupts

  Anger spills across the floor

  Another spark then clicks

  My thoughts set in motion

  If the world would stop

  There’d be a second to think

  Only then is there a chance

  The fighting could stop

  If the problem were found

  And action took

  The fire would not start

  The anger wouldn’t flare

  About the Author

  Amy Tuso writes about high school because she knows the importance, value and overall impact those four short years have on all of us. She remembers high school in graphic detail, yet chooses to still spend her days within its halls. She is a social worker specializing in substance abuse and violence prevention in a high school setting. She has found that in high school what is normal becomes grey and is based more in perception than reality. Her stories represent both the perceptions and the realities of growing up; they are a journey through clichés, brutal honesty and true friendship. She believes that what doesn’t destroy us makes us stronger, but being strong doesn’t mean having all the answers.

 

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