As I sit in this room.
Wondering what to do.
I sat myself next to "friends"
Who don't fully understand.
I was told to be my best.
And not show how I feel.
I was told to sit still
But I can't even manage that.
I try to pretend I'm not me.
My "friends" ask how I am
I say "ok" and leave it that.
They look at me with unbelief
So I say "I'm just a little tired."
They think they care.
I'm sure they know
That I'm a little different.
They end up leaving with the bell.
I sigh.
We will see how this ends.

-3nwlry