My Sixth Grade Notebook (A Garland Cinquain)

Prompt: Doodle poem

Doodles
I liked to draw
little five pointed stars
Pentacles, enclosed in circles
Dreaming.

I don’t
want to be here
I love to read and write
But adventure is out there and
I’m stuck

This is
the sixth circle of hell
A white-walled box called “school.”
Nobody understands me here
at all

Changing
All of my friends
have grown up or moved out
I’m stuck waiting for my freedom
Alone

I write
I make stories
Each story is like a star.
Scribbling in my notebook, I
Escape

Doodles
want to be here
A white-walled box called “school”
I’m stuck waiting for my freedom
Escape