Each day I'm afraid.
I have to face school. I have friends But,
I wonder each time will they help or ignore me, exclude me?
Each corner, I tense ready for a fight, a shove, a sneer.
I'm safe.
Then I tense. I hear footsteps. I look,
I'm safe again.
I get lucky. No more corners. Just a straight hallway.
In classes friends are mean, heartless.
Teachers help, but then I feel embarrassed.
I can fight for myself.
But can I? With no friends to always rely on?
Nope.
No.
Nada.
I have no courage.
My mission. All corners. Tense. Walk quickly.
More corners. I tense. And never relax.
Danger!
But I keep going. Asking my friends if they would listen and help.
Nope. And the door closes. Shuts me out.
Again. Each corner tells a story. All the same.
Tense,Look,Walk.
Tense,Look,Walk.
