Polished

Polished:

I watch

Horribly helpless

He sifts in his seat, mortified

Yet his cheeks show no blush

His ears no tinge of red 

Instead he picks off

The black polish on his nails

He new it wasn't a good idea

As he took the brush and began

But just once

He wanted to be

Himself

And look where that got you

He thinks as

As teachers ramble

As students snore

But ringing in his ears

He hears loud

Loud and clear

The snickers

The words

God, the words

F****t

Ugly

Emo

The lump stayed all day

There in his throat 

Dry like a ball of bread

Impossible to swallow

Close his eyes

Steady his breathing

Hide his hands

I watch

Horribly helpless

Because I liked it

More than that

I like raven hair

Deep eyes

Pale lips

Slender fingers

With dark polish

Author's Note

Yeah, this actually happened.

Reviews

[John Anderson]

A poem with depth and strong emotional impact...

[Sami Khalil]

A very interesting poem. Bravo.......................

[PoetryPenPal]

That was a cool poem. I love the last few lines. It is a nice twist to a well plotted poem. I loved it!