Back Row
You don’t know my name
Been in here a whole fucking year
Fifteen kids plus me
I know I don’t talk
But do you notice I listen?
No texting under the desk
Shouldn’t be personal
I'm just another number
Just another year
A letter grade with a face
Blending into the wallpaper
But school is all I know how to do
No friends here to know my name
Except maybe you
But my listening gets me nowhere