Not bitter or cruel-
In the sun it shines as bright as a jewel-
But, what changed?-
Was it the date, or maybe it was the smell that made you unwell-
Deep down you know-
Scared to come face to face-
So blame it on the taste- You see it-
Once a full sweet jug of apple juice-
Although the excuse may arise that you forgot the date-
Other's will say they've noticed change-
You push them away-
But deep down you know-
You see it-
A leak- S
lowly the juice spilled-
So, as you watch in disarray-
The juice slips away-
It drips slowly -
Seeping onto the floor -
You've seen this before-
But can't ask for help-
So you let it drip-
As the jug slowly tips-
Leaving a sticky mess-
You find yourself scared of the truth-
And an empty jug of apple juice-
--Alesia A., 9th-12th Grade