kid #12

I am healthy enough
to run circles around you,
as your butt gets bigger,
your back is hurting—

and I’m in a place
you cannot find me.
Other kids pull me,
and I leave home

until my entire day
is one long secret,
which hurts your
old, delicate feelings,

so used to control.
I don’t know how much
this hurts you
until you read my diary.