Reflection
Growing up, as I’m still in my childhood, has been pretty hard for me. Spending countless days after school sleeping, scrolling, or staring at my wall in thought. I found myself listening to music or watching funny people play games to cope with this feeling. While writing, I felt like I was contradicting myself. I want an older sibling; I want to be taught. But I also just like being an only child–just not lonely. At school, I was often joyful because I was around people who I liked.
Prompt
For you, who also might want to write a poem, you can try brainstorming how you act around people, or in a certain place compared to a different person, when you are alone, or in a place you are more comfortable or uncomfortable in. I am usually misunderstood, so if you share the same (or similar) feeling, you could write about that.