Awkward Today

Everyone’s looking at her- a total misfit
An awkward presence, from head down her feet
She feels the curious stares, daggers on her back–
Judging, thinking, seeing where she lacked

She breathes out and took comfort
Scribbling, writing, right now, without effort
With every line she wrote, is one breath easier
As she hope that time will just run past her

She writes what she loves, what she lost and what she fears
She writes and writes til she’s close to tears
She writes and cries til all tears’ dried up
Traces with ink where the tears form a map


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