A brand new day dawns so bright!
Semester’s start–my heart is light.
Skip to stand in stark white hall
With shoulders back and head held tall.
Two-score waiting desks, give or take,
For two-score friends I’ve yet to make.
Pounds of knowledge to gain together
With Tom, Allie, Carlos, Heather–
Their names I’ll learn, wondering whichever
One could be my friend forever.
.
But
My hair’s too messy,
My eyes too big,
My cheeks too pudgy,
My skin’s too pale,
My teeth too crooked,
My neck’s too short,
My dress too youthful,
My shoes too old,
My jokes too nerdy,
My heart too torn,
My words too lengthy,
My past forlorn,
My time too little,
My wish too long,
.
So I slip off to the side
Where I hope I can hide
And prepare for another semester alone.
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By the way, I’m taking a creative writing class this semester–dream come true!–which means I’ll be writing many more poems than usual in the coming months! :)
Beautiful. Which of us can say we’ve never felt like this.