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Morning again, Why does it have To come around So quickly? Another ten minutes I tell myself As I hide Under the covers. Do other people Feel like this? They’re better than me. They, disguise it. Look around: Smiling faces, confident Joking, teasing one another, Not me. Not for me: The gangs of friends... The girly talk... The sleep parties... Life goes on Around me, yet Without me. I’m always The outsider. Home time: Whether in a group, or By myself, I’m alone. Look at the houses, No sign here. All the boxes look alike From the outside. The corner... The house... The cloud... He’s there. My heart pounds I can’t face it. I have to, DAD. |
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