A Social Esteem
Problem
by Brian Thomas Armstrong
by Brian Thomas Armstrong
A glance in the
mirror
A shiver of shame
Every day the mornings the same
A dread of going into school
Knowing the rule
Beauty is skin deep
And that is as far as people see
Slink down the hall
They kick my books
Go to my locker
They snicker to each other about my looks
They never care about what it’s like to be me
They don’t “feel” or “hear” me
They only see
A shiver of shame
Every day the mornings the same
A dread of going into school
Knowing the rule
Beauty is skin deep
And that is as far as people see
Slink down the hall
They kick my books
Go to my locker
They snicker to each other about my looks
They never care about what it’s like to be me
They don’t “feel” or “hear” me
They only see
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