I get off the bus
Like I do every day
And see an ocean of children my age
Thirteen or fourteen
They call out my name, greeting me
Like they do every day
They talk about the shenanigans that ensued at cheer practice last night
Like they do every day
They talk about the newest Lil Pump song
Or Eminem
Or Rihanna
I really couldn't care less
I want to talk about that Three Days Grace song
What it could mean
I Am An Outsider
What do the lyrics mean
But they wouldn't care
They don't listen to Three Days Grace
But even if they did
Nobody ever cares about anything I have to say
They only care when I have something flashy
Like a bracelet I made
Like a drawing I drew
Like something material
Words mean little to nothing to them
YOU ARE READING
On The Outside, Looking In
PoesíaAn eighth-grade genderfluid lesbian How she presents herself She's popular But she hates it But the thing is The kids at school don't deserve the real her
