and then ignore me or laugh.
Like it was nothing.
Like it was one big joke.
Like I was nothing.
I am a joke.
The punch line?
I'm all alone.
Not one person eats lunch with me.
Not one eye catches mine in the halls.
The teachers don’t even notice me,
or them,
or what they do to me,
or what I do to myself.
The real joke?
They get away with it every day.
They get away with kicks, spit wads, and pushes.
They get away with web sites using code words
to call me fat
to call me retard
to call me anything but friend.
The
One day you’ll look back on this and laugh.
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