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As I walk through the hallways everyday,
I am completely surrounded.
I am overwhelmed by a sea of strange people and faces,
Though some are familiar, I always have nothing to say.
I listen to words spoken by my closest classmates,
Talk of constant slander and gossip
But once again I am mute,
As I try to ignore the words of self-absorbed hate.
They are my friends, but are they?
I watch them type away on social media as teenagers do
I watch them plan all of their exclusive parties
I am not a part of them,but yet I stay.
I am distant, I am an outsider
I am not a part of this world, but a greater one
I see past their small, selfish world, and I look ahead
I am different, because I have been made an outlier.
I cannot make a name for myself as they wish to do
For I have been called by a Name that is above my own,
So, therefore, I cannot contain myself within their realm of life,
Because I have been called by something high and true.
I look at people differently now
I see them not as a mere ocean of strangers, but as unique individuals,
Beautiful products of the Creator
My duty is to reach out to them, but how?
I will no longer watch and sit
I will fully surrender my future and goals,
I will call on Him, and never lose faith
For I have lost my life, so that one day I will find it.