What Happened? by Anonymous

Green
the folders and plastic on the walls
Pink
the color of binders and books
White
the ceiling and floor
Grey
the feeling of loneliness
Red
On the floor
Red
like their words
hot Red
Red like fire
sitting by the phone
waiting for a call
from the two people I talk to
Blue
how it feels to watch
and be unable to help
when they tear at my friends’ heads
They are not my enemy
I walked these halls with them for years
what's it worth when the boys who used to play games with me
who used to be friendly
who used to ask if you were okay during lunch
now yell at and sexualize girls in the halls?
what happened to playing games
laughing
and feeling young?
Red
like my head
confused at what happened