Empty room and I’m the first to walk in
Great opportunity you would think to make conversation
And where to sit is the anticipation
I sit on one end of the room
And they all fill up from the other
While making uncomfortable eye contact
Unaware of how that will make an impact
I might as well of sat in a box
And kept an eye on the clock
Because then I wouldn’t of noticed that no one wants to take notice
Of someone who you constantly ignore
Should I create an uproar
As you continue to be ignorant
But that would just be so inconvenient
A disruption to my learning
And I will not be that stereotypical black person plus
If you really wanted to you would of made an effort on several different occasions
When I would give a gentle smile and it was just put to the side a classic daily evasion
Just goes to show that not everyone is included in inclusion
Especially in an enclosed room
You would rather keep your distance showing a clear separation
I thought they put an end to an apartheid But there was a clear partition
Because i ended up sitting on my own
in a class full of white people making me feel like I don’t belong and alone

down in the depths
grimly it glows
amidst weeping willows
and a pond of minnows
love dimmed by sorrow and time apart

eternally it glows
amidst weeping willows
and time lost in thought
a dream I've yet to catch
amongst all the
minnows I've caught