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People Stare

Poetry By: Nicoledeer

so i wrote this for a contest i enetered (i got first in my district) and ive decided to post it on here. The theme was diversity. no,this poem doesnt rhyme.

Submitted:Jan 8, 2012    Reads: 22    Comments: 5    Likes: 2   

People stare,

Some crowd around.

I hate it.

An ugly boy comes,

He's not ugly really.

Does he understand me?

He says something

I don't get;

I don't recognize his words.

Wait, that one, those ones.

I feel my face go red,

My hands go to fists.

I shove him and

I move to the track.

Are you deaf? Stupid!

People stare,

The sun retreats,

We are back in class.

The teacher calls me up just to spite me

People silently snicker,

Few ever get in trouble.

One boy looks with sad eyes.

I sit,

Mind blank.

Kids run out;

I grab my lunch and

At my lone corner

No one bothers to join.

I feel stupid,

Like that cute boy with the ugly heart.

People stare; my eyes go hot.

Someone sits next to me

It's that boy who stared at me,

Stared so sadly.

As I blink away tears,

He signs something

"Who is too?" I reply

His little sisters,

His little sisters are deaf too.

A sad smile creeps onto my face.

"Remind yourself," he signs,

"People stare."


I take constructive critism! :)


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