Skinny jeans attached to my legs
Jewellery placed on my wrist and hands
Too young
Little cares
A school trip
A time we will all share
A bus trip to Highcliffe beach
Singing at the top of our lungs
To songs no one knows
Gossiping
Conspiring against the world
Teenage drama
Teenage angst
Gets us all sidetracked
Little focus on work needing to be done
Only fooling around
With rustic pebbles fixed to the ground
Eroded coarse rocks travelling up so high
Seagulls swiftly flying by
The sea breeze curling my hair
The beauty of the sea making us feel bare
Sat upon the rocks
Sharing words of love
Admiring the clouds
How they curve round the sun
Not letting the sun breathe
It was a dreary day
But one memorable in every way