Another new school.
Excited?
Hardly.
Can't see my best friend anymore.
Great.
The only person that ever made me feel open.
He was my brother.
Still is.
They stare all day at the new kid.
Say something or avert your damn eyes before I pry them out.
Tired of this shit.
Lunch comes.
Great.
I don't eat, rather than just sit outside, by myself, drawing.
The sun beats down, radiating the summer heat.
A group approaches.
"Please just pass," I think to myself.
They stop and begin conversing with me.
I'm kind, of course.
They haven't done anything to provoke otherwise.
They're cheerful.
Something I haven't known in a while.
Though I can see all of them have issues.
Family.
Each and every one of them.
A girl approaches from behind me to look at my drawing.
Her friend called her out, and brought my attention to her.
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