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.