In high school days, where worries brew,
Some feel lost, not sure what to do.
They feel the weight of others’ eyes,
Judging them with silent sighs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But in the midst of all this doubt,
Some find the courage to break out.
To stand tall, to take a stand,
Against the current, hand in hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
They see their friends, a shining light,
Guiding them through the darkest night.
They hear their laughter, loud and clear,
Washing away all doubt and fear.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
They find their strength in unity,
In standing up for what should be.
With every smile, they pave the way,
For others to see a brighter day.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Embracing change, they redefine,
What it means to truly shine.
Together, they rewrite the rules,
No longer bound by others’ views.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In the halls where whispers fly,
Some students choose to amplify.
Not the rumors, not the lies,
But the voices that empathize.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
They lift each other, boost their friends,
Helping them through bends and ends.
In unity, they find their might,
Turning darkness into light.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So let’s applaud these souls so rare,
Who show us all how much we care.
For in their journey, we all learn,
The power of friendship’s gentle fern.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
by Walking Shadow poetry Kenya.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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