scholarshippoems
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New world, new faces, new things to see,
All over are people, people like me.
"No, they're different," I hear from above.
"Like these two men here, they don't know love.
Her eyes... brown, wide, full of unspoken words
Her laugh... dull, empty, full of hurt
And him, his oceans are overflowing
His heart exploding with a happiness so great
Live in the present not in the past, don't be concerned with the things that you never had.
I'm sitting in the back.
You might not realize, but I'm alive.
You think I can't see the glances you shoot my way.
Like I'm scary.
Like I'm a freak.
I'm shy, but you know that.
Or do you?
shifting on an unraveling wire
frayed and exposed
lightning rope
the Rubber Souls
we've been provided
wearing thin
Hesitation
fidget and gingerly tread
a Tired thread:
This is my body,
this is my hair.
You may be the new principle,
but I don't care.
You're an awful person,
and I can't stand you.
I will NEVER wear a school uniform,
I will stay true.
