I think the answer is Finished.
Poem:
Surrounded by noise
It sounds senseless
Dense and thick like
The smooth peanut butter
My mom used to layer on my sandwiches
Voices all around me
But I still feel so empty
Arms supporting me
Maybe I’ll be okay
I say
But I’m so afraid of being alone
I find comfort in things I remember
Like the color of the house I grew up in
Soft yellow
Like the flowers that grow around
My school
I find solace in a stranger passing me
In the street
At 10:00 pm on my nightly excursion
Even on the dreary nights
When I hear the voices
And the noise
I know I’m not alone
I can see everything much clearer
Answer:
I believe the answer is A.
