Bulletproof Vest

This was written for a student…

She watched him from a corner of the room –
head down, pen in hand,
eyes trying to remain focused on the
paper in front of him –
struggling –
forever struggling.

At sixteen,
he had seen his share of trouble –
drugs,
family difficulties,
problems with the police…
but from their private conversations,
she understood his rebellious spirit…

he sought permanence –
permanence in a world where
nothing endures except change.

For a brief moment, he looked up
and their eyes met. He gave her that
cocky grin – the one that used to make
her want to smack the hell out of him…
but she smiled in return,
for she was wiser now.

Because when you live in a world
where change has been the only
constant in life,
you more often than not
cling to your armor –

cocky grin no exception.

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