Star Date 7

i see you

blurry eyes
rolled outta bed
scooting down the hall
after the tardy bell
stained shirt
saggy pants
guilty shadow like middle of night couch surfing
or is it shame for another bad start to the day?
the why the fuck am i here look that
don't fuck with me glower that grunts or
hisses

I see you
braids tight
new kicks
 looking good in my i do care outfit
earrings to match
and carefully picked out pants
polished nails and pencil in hand
broken smiles
that say
i can tell you the right answer to your fill in the blank but don't
you ask me to explain my idea to the class
that please don't call me out on smile

i see you
covered in wounds
or
a blemish
a fear
a dream
a tear
a broken
heart a clenched fist.


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