"Hey we have a new...
Student,
a new Friend,
a new Neighbor,
a new Member,
a new Successor,
a new Soul,
a
new
kid,
why don't you introduce yourself?"
they always say,
"Hi, you will probably forget me,
background me from the foreground,
mispronounce my name, talk behind my
back, feel sorry for me and then look away
when I'm tuned to your standards, it doesn't
matter to get to know me, unless you really care."
Everywhere I go
Everywhere I've been
I'm always the "new kid",
no one likes the weird new kid that
likes to sit and keep to herself.
Well maybe cause I'm depressed,
well maybe I'm thinking,
well maybe I'm missing and forgetting,
well maybe, maybe cause no one knows me yet
but really it's because of what I couldn't
take with me,
all the people and places...
that have to stay behind.
I fade to the side lines till I'm noticed
Because there, at least I don't
have to be afraid of criticism and
opinions of being the unhip fresh off the boat
girl that butts into someone elses
business rather than my own,
because when I'm new, I'm alone.
I'm always the new kid,
it's been that way all the while,
it's displacing,
it's degrading,
I'd rather be reffered to, as, well, I don't
know.....
So I come up with
things to be called
instead,
how that works out or
has worked out,
maybe I'll never know
but even so,
I could care less
I like being introduced, but
I'd always have prefered
rather than being seen
as someone ignorant to the
workings of the place I'm in,
I'd rather have been appreciated
as someone wiser,
someone Kinder,
even thought I'm blonde.
I'ts not really an offence,
people just forget you
faster than the plague
and I hate that,
it comes with
the fear of judgement,
the fear of fitting in,
and when you've been on
every block like me,
it gets repetitive
and typical.
I'm not rehashed,
I simply am,
not wanting new breath,
despite the attention coming
along with it.
I am
older and wiser
now,
not caring for accusations
according to being welcomed
and forgotten in
disrespects of coming around
to somewhere I've never
been.

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1. Memories, For, When I Am. (Being edited 2024)
PoetryHi we're the Valkyrie System. These are a compilation of events, thoughts, thank yous, and emotions from early life and high school career. Everything is told through poems, unless its letters to someone I used to love. You can believe me, stand wit...