Not Me
The room had children that are now shattering everywhere in all directions to classrooms. I hear my name from someone I don’t know. As I turn to them they turn away not facing me. One whispered to another
”What is that outfit?”
”I know right, she looks like a little kid!”
Pretending I didn't hear them I walked away. i passed a mirror in the hall admiring what I thought was a cute outfit. All I could think of was other peoples opinions on me. I dressed ‘normal’ and stayed hidden from others. Even if someone just glanced i thought they think I’m childish or weird. I could not speak to anyone outside of my family. I was basically non verbal at school. Always thinking of others opinions i stood quiet for years and hid in a skin that wasn’t mine.
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