6d • Poems
Misfit
Thick yes thick measured like glass
No one knew the ache from the class
Whispers about my weight, can’t ignore
Making fun of my clothes, glasses, & more
Wanted to run out the door and disappear
No more of their cruelty did I want to hear
I’d go home asked how was school I’d lie
Pretending it was fine, inside I wanted to die
For years I was their object of laughter
Then I matured grew taller, and after
They chose another target I guess, not it
By then it didn’t matter no longer a misfit
A word of friendly advice who feel this
It won’t always be so just smile & blow a kiss!
CDK
4-13-2026
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Misfit
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