I’m ashamed
You wonder why my lips sit in so much silence
while my mind is in a spindle of interesting thoughts
I am ashamed so ashamed of who I am inside
a cute little girl sitting in her soaked overalls
being pointed and laughed at called names
for something that she has no control over
You wonder why my lips sit in so much silence
while my mind is in a spindle of interesting thoughts
I am ashamed, ashamed of what I can’t control inside
A boy with a cluttered mind, covered ears, rocking in his chair
all the words around him are a clutter
the t-t-teachers question is all mixed t-t-together
and aaat his at-t-temt -to answer he stutters
while the teacher impatiently says “spit it out already”
and they all laugh, everyone around him
You wonder why my lips sit in so much silence
while my mind is in a spindle of interesting thoughts
I am full of shame, ashamed of whats held in inside
A girl who has never been asked by the ”cool” people
to play has a boy approach her a boy she finds very cute
he asks her to come play, she goes without another thought
but when she fallows him around the corner there is a drawing
a drawing of her in chalk with a pig nose and the words “oink oink”
written above it and they laugh, all the people she so longed to be laughed.
You wonder why my lips sit in so much silence
while my mind is in a spindle of interesting thoughts
It’s because you laughed and now you should be ashamed
because I am still the same person you just don’t see it.
-Samantha Poe
