cherry flavored.

alone again

we began to do our math in a
notebook.

i seated in my
muted green chair,
alone.

indeed,
i bear
a grudge
against math.

i don't like
anything to
be honest.

i don't know
what's wrong
with me,
but i know there
is definitely something
that's wrong with me.

as mrs. whitlock started
to explain
the expression,

i noticed jade and
victoria blabbering
about the
new party.

what new party
though?

apparently,
it appears everyone
was invited in
kallo middle school.

but
why not
me?

i swiftly
brushed it off
from my mind.

it's not like anyone
would ever want
to invite
someone
like me to a party.

i didn't focus
on our
math lesson at all.

all i was actually
focusing on
was the party.

i know oliver
does not
actually
want to
hang out with me.

all he's doing
is pitying me
because i
have no
friends.

suddenly, i wished
someone
really liked
or loved me
for the person i am.

not out of pity,
but out of
pure admiration.

i get lost in all
my swirling thoughts
in the head of mine.

i always do a fantastic
job
in school.
why does
no one like me?

my looks are decent,
why does
no one like me?

i haven't been invited to
parties
or playdates ever
since i moved.

i rest on the stools
alone in the
cafeteria.

if i could blow a
magical candle
and make my
dream come true,
i'd choose to stay
at my old school.

but i guess i'm always

alone.