outcast
those light up shoes
and that faint bruise
show off in the light
the light which highlights my
transition to higher grades
but one day, light up shoes
and bruises from tag weren't the norm
in fact they were the cause of a storm
of laughter and embarrassment
inching towards to my ego
even though the mask that tried to protect me
shattered.
tears were shed and anger fizzled
when i learned that i was belittled
and that no one stood up for me
ego bruised and shoes gone,
angst started to form
was this fair towards me?
if only i had followed the norm
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