Writing

They call me different because of the way I look, act, learn

But they say it like it's a bad thing

I am different. I am. But I am not embarrassed by it, I am not ashamed.

All I needed was one person to be able to talk to.

My hands would shake during class uncontrollably

Wanting to cry and cry till there is nothing left

But instead

I am alone

Inspired by Jesmyn Ward

I wish I could tell you how I mourn your innocence,

how I pray for a shield, 

I don't know what to write

Maybe about my favorite song

But I've already told people about it too much

And that might get pretty long

I like to rhyme

So maybe that would be bliss

My sister made me make this

about how she's better than me

she has way more subscribers

you just have to see

She is in fact better

she is very right

she reminds me of her superiority

I signed up for this website

I asked my mom if it was okay

For my account to be accepted

For the email, I waited a day