I look around me.
I see a group of guys,
Excitedly talking about a new game.
I see a couple girls,
Quietly discussing their favorite books.
I see some kids,
Cramming for a test they forgot about.
But the one I notice the most
Is the boy sitting alone
With a sweater on in summer
And unshed tears in his eyes.
I noticed him the most.
Why?
Because that used to be me.
Jan 17, 2017
Jan 17, 2017 at 4:04 PM UTC
I look around me.
I see a group of guys,
Excitedly talking about a new game.
I see a couple girls,
Quietly discussing their favorite books.
I see some kids,
Cramming for a test they forgot about.
But the one I notice the most
Is the boy sitting alone
With a sweater on in summer
And unshed tears in his eyes.
I noticed him the most.
Why?
Because that used to be me.
