Here I am,

A place I have dreaded.

From the moment I started,

To the moment it ended.

It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be,

But it also turned out to be quite lonely.

No one knows me.

I am invisible to those around me,

Like a lonely ghost, bound by nothing.

Not even the teachers look my way,

Only if they see that my hand is raised.

They know my name because it’s on paper,

But I’m pretty sure that it’s forgotten later.

There is nothing I could do,

There is nothing I could say,

It’s not like in a movie where you’re cool that way.

I know I shouldn’t care and leave it as is,

But I can’t help but feeling there should be more to this.

Is that the end?

Will I never ever make friends?