School
#7 of take in the scenery
1:37 A.M sun go to high school tomorrow im not ready :(
The kids pointed and the kids laughed
at the young man that sat in the back of the class.
The one with his head down
to conceal his lost frown,
the one whose face of confusion
led to all the student's intrusion.
Him feeling miserable was the children's desire
they most enjoyed teasing him of his attire.
From the clothing he would wear
to the weird styles of his hair.
As the children ridiculed him and called him names
the young man hid his face in great shame.
What was he to do when it was one vs. all?
Cause he knew what they'd do when they found him in the hall.
The bruises on his skin
were not punishments from his own sins.
But they were the cruelty for his differences,
and the consequence of his existence.