Gloria

I am alone
A classroom full of people and I still feel alone.
A day full of compliments but I can't help feeling empty.
While I walk through the hallway that's full of smiles and laughter,
I keep my head down and try to make it through.
As I make it to my locker I see my "friends" all talking in a group.
They ignore me, and I ignore them.
When they finally call my name,
I look up and a smile brands my face.
As we talk to one another I force myself to joke and laugh and keep this big, fake smile on my face.
The day goes on and I keep my act going, not showing anybody what's really going on underneath the surface of my skin.
Finally, the day ends, and as I make the journey home I feel "myself" fade away.
When I finally make it home and inside my bedroom, I see something that makes me smile.
A real genuine smile.
I look down at my phone and I see a message that makes me feel,
Not so alone.