homeroom.
it's homeroom this year,
but it's not like homeroom last year.
I had my group,
my people.
now we're divided,
into sections,
categories,
stereotypes
and whatever else highschool has in store.
i can't help
but picture,
the first day of school.
new faces,
new places,
new tables,
new teachers,
but no friends.
i sit by myself,
no one to talk to.
just the empty seat next to me.
Lunch is worse,
i look for friends,
but they had lunch last period.
so I sit,
and I eat by myself.
i hope this is a sign,
from God,
to make new friends,
to welcome people into my life.
to become a new me,
with new friends,
and a new personality.
i hope highschool isn't this,
i hope it's everything I have ever thought it could be,
ever since I was a little girl.
so I hope homeroom gets easier for me,
and lunch too.
Please God, let homeroom get easier for me.
but I may just be crazy,
because schedules don't come out for four days.
but please God,
let the odds be in my favor,
just. this. once.
M