A Sea of White
I hear the laughs and the snickers - I know I am not wanted.
I feel surrounded by a vast sea of white.
My high hopes for today have been shattered in little bitty pieces.
Every head turns as I walk down the hall.
They act as if they have never seen anyone like me before.
It is like they have been living in their own perfect little bubble.
Today I have blighted their bubble.
I start walking towards my first class, when my face suddenly meets the floor.
My books are all scattered across the ground.
I command my tears not to fall;
I promised mama I would be strong.
I hear someone say leave her alone, she is human too.
I choose to get up with my head held high and continue to class.
I walk into my first class - the sign says History.
I pick a seat, and the people around me take their stuff and move.
I sit up straight in my seat - I will not cower in fear.
The girl from the hall sits next to me and smiles.
It is the first time today I have seen someone smile at me.
Girls with mean faces stare us laughing but we do not care.
I have a friend now, a buddy to help me when the tears seem near.
The rest of the days may be rough but together we will not give up.
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