out of place

She cant help but to feel, 

every eye slithering up her spine

as she slowly takes her seat in the back row,

giggles cause her to put her head down,

water floods the desk an begins to drip slowly

to the ground.No one seems to hear it but her.

The teachers calls her to introduce her self,

chatter from the other students,

sends her heart into hyper speed.

The teacher calls upon her once again,

once again the laugher begins.

The teachers burst out in rage and calls the girl once again.

No answer, she's gone with the wind.

No longer can she pretend,

like she's comfortable in her own skin.

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StoryGirlGuru

my first poem its some what how i used to feel

 

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