Eleventh Grade, Borrowed Coin
cbr, 2025, venice, ca - Iron & Wine - Boy With a Coin
We were the fragments of almost-belonging,
Pressed between moments we couldn't understand,
A coin found beside a wreckage of dreams,
Where innocence flips like a car on an unknown turn.
We carry the weight of a world we didn't break,
Our pockets filled with inherited pain,
The coin spinning between hope and despair,
Telling stories we were too young to comprehend.
We walk through towns we've all burned together,
Our youth a currency of almost-moments,
Traded in glances and half-spoken truths,
Where God circles distant, leaving us to wonder.
Tips for Navigating Our Collective Landscape:
1. Recognize the coin is both burden and possibility
2. Our worth isn't measured by the wreckage we inherit
3. Embrace the uncertainty of our shared journey
4. Listen to the spaces between our collective silence
5. Understand that our experiences connect us
-Mitchell Royel