College

Stretched between two worlds

Here and home

Home and there

Can I belong in two places

at the same time?

And why am I so caught up

with the idea of belonging, anyway?

Suddenly people respect me

here at school.

They're finally laughing with me

but that could be because

I've finally decided 

to laugh with them.

I don't know.

I just don't know.

And I'm going home today.

Except now I call here home.

My school has become my home.

I think.

It's perhaps the strangest anamoly

I have yet to see.

Do I belong just because I'm here?

Can it be true that I'll belong

wherever I go?

I hope so.

I think that's what I was meant to learn

by coming here.

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