Poem #13

If you looked around

You could find out

What really goes on here

If you looked around

found out What goes on in this town

You just might want to leave here too

Out of all these 300 kids

Why do i feel so alone?

Out of all these 300 kids

Why do I feel so alone?

If you looked around

Maybe you could hear the sound

Of us chanting to be free

Out of all these 300 kids

I feel so misunderstood

Out of all these 300 kids

Is anyone really understood?