This morning I was fine until a couple of hours passed and I started
to realize that my friends weren't going to be here. Each out with a cold, Some
lame excuse... but me I came and here I sit and i'm lonely. No one to talk to
during class, no one to complain to it's just me myself and I. I wish they wouldn't
have deserted me this way because it makes me sad, now I have two more periods and
I feel like I've been through hell. The ground isn't shaking and no one is spiting
fire but without my crew to hang out with I feel like i'm about to expire. It's
just how things are and I wish that it was different but I don't like to be
individual being alone, is just what it is lonely. Eating lunch with the only girl
who came... She can talk but not as well and some things she doesn't understand.
But I will cope and I hope that they don't leave me like this again. Alone
shuffling my feet and dragging my tail with no credit. I can get along just as me
but it's not the same as being with the ones who understand you. It's not the same
without that same familiarity. It's just not the same period. Two hours until I can
finally leave I hope that it doesn't rain because I left my umbrella in another
class and I can feel the drops falling on my forehead. Will I survive? Who knows
i'm just lonely as anyone because my friends decided to stay home.
Copyright © Shahana Jackson | Year Posted 2005
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