I, The Lonely
Narrow and never ending.
Didn't look back.
Too scared too.
Salty tears slither down my face
Like raindrops on a window
I have no friends to come comfort me
I have no teacher to come help me
I have no handkerchief to wipe my tears
I have no boy to wrap his arms around me
I am lonely
My cheeks were wet
And I scrambled off the floor
I did not look back
But instead ran straight out the school doors