TheKid in the Back

He sits in the back of the room.

Quiet in class like the quietness of the night.

He is loud and mean outside

I see that he suffers.

He suffers from anger and much more.

 

Many do not know what.

I want to know what.

I care to see him happy, to have a friend.

He does not have a friend.

To see his broken heart show nothing

Nothing but anger.

 

His green eyes were like the green olive you eat,

His dark dirty hair un-kept

Shows that he goes through something

I do not like seeing pain, sadness.

 

To talk to him is like playing a song you can not play.

I love my friends and I want to add a new one.

Free to talk and explore him

To see how he thinks, and talk.

I will get him to talk

I will not listen to them.

I see that he feels blue.

Reviews

[DogDrawler]

An emotional piece that inspires me. :)

[ChristianM]

A very sad but encouraging poem. Brings out the truth all of us go through at some point in our lives. Many times we ignore the quiet person in the corner of the room when the truth is that they lack the fortitude to speak up or are too damaged to see that others care. Beautiful

[Samuel Dickens]

This says so many positive things about you, the author. I can relate to the quiet kid in the back, as I was once a bit like him. Thank goodness for those who dare to take a chance on us wallflowers.

[jheetah]

I like this because I know exactly how that kid is feeling. Very touching poem. I love it. :)

[Lucien Maier]

very well put together.
Showing that no matter what labels people put on people we should always assess them ourselves. Good write with a good message

[Sami Khalil]

I like this deep write and accompanying images...Well done...:)

[Kate Ruta]

Thank you

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)