I step into the house



I ask him what he did today.
Mom asked me what I did today.
What should i say?



He has a look of deep thought,



Is he hiding something?
Should I tell her,
About all of my
Bad grades?
If I didn’t, would
She see through
My charades.



He hasn’t answered yet,



something must



be wrong.
Should I tell her,
About all
The pain?
The bullying?
The teasing?
Would it be in vain?



I’m about to ask something.
I’ve decided what to say:



Right as I open my mouth,



Hoping he won’t say:



“Nothing Much”