The Alien
He gazes at her,
Sitting all on her own.
Not a single friend by her side.
No one noticed
Her soft falling tears,
Not even the teachers.
She was alienated
Because of her skin,
That no one dared go near.
On the outside she looked different,
But on the inside she was really the same.
She was still a human,
Just an innocent teenager
Trying to get on with her life.
The only difference there was,
Was the colour of skin no one there shared.
He had white skin,
She had black,
But that didn't matter to him.
Copyright © Katherine Livingstone | Year Posted 2005
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