That Boy

This poem is a first person narration where we see why we shouldn't always judge a person just because they are different.

The Boy 

A boy in my class just sat there he was reserved and different, 

writing, looking up then down and writing again.

Never saying a word to anyone looking very stoic, 

He just watched everyone around him like a movie.

He walked the hallways like he has somewhere to be someone to meet. 

I’m not sure if he is smart nor what he looks like without that black pullover.

I heard him speak once it was only couple of words though 

Maybe I should go talk to him? However the difference between us is to great.  

  He came from a place where he saw a different side of people, 

A place where the true intentions of people are revealed. 

You couldn’t find this type of education in place with white pillars 

chalk boards and rows of seats.

What the boy knew was something it takes years for some to figure out. 

It’ll open up a whole new world one where you start to see the depth of humanity,

The world starts to have a little more clarity it makes the world a little more unique. 

Although attention was drawn though to what stood the way between us

Reviews

[JessyJacob]

Hi, nice to know about your writings. I think you have started narration of someone. Thank you for sharing your writings.

[Scott888]

Hi thank you for the complement. Do you have any feedback that could make my poem any better?

[JessyJacob]

No, not even critic remark. You are writing well and perfectly. Do you best you will be fine.

[Scott888]

thanks that really means a lot to me.

[JessyJacob]

No worries!