Sitting alone in the classroom,
Quiet, lonely and angry.

No one looks at me,
No one tries to be friendly.

I place my head on the table,
Feeling broken and disabled.

I sob to myself in dispair,
For I do not even have a lair.

To relieve myself of all this pain,
All my efforts, all in vain.

I planted my fist on the table,
Pushing my self up, feeling unstable.

I took a deep breath, and opened my eyes,
I forced a smile and shook those thoughts by.

-Written on June, 2005.