Friday, March 27, 2009


I walk into school,
you stare as I pass,
you single me out,
to the back of the class,

silently judging,
your stares tell your thoughts,
the odd little snigger,
my head, it distorts,

I know that I’m "different",
but is that so wrong?
I don’t follow the crowd,
I sing my own song,

I’m not like you,
I’m not a clone,
I am unique,
I am alone

By: Beth

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