Drama

I log off my computer.
I pick up my bag.
"Bye."
I open the door.
I take a deep breath.
I push past the first years.
"Yooo! It's Francie!"
I ignore them.
I keep close to the wall.
I look down.
I see more people.
Why so many?
I see the drama room.
I wait outside.
I keep my gaze down.
"Come in."
I drop my bag in the green room.
I enter the classroom.
I pick up a chair and put it down, close to the wall.
Someone else comes in.
He sits far away from me.
More girls come in.
"Omigod, it's Francie! Hi Francie! Omigod, she ignored me!"
I keep looking down.
I concentrate on the song playing in my ear.
The light's in my eyes.
"Afternoon, second years."
I try to concentrate on the teacher.
But everyone's giggling at me.
My hair's greasy.
I have a new spot.
My nails are bitten down to the quick.
I'm pale.
My lips are cracked.
I forgot to remove yesterdays mascara.
My leg won't stop shaking.
Someone laughs.
Mikey took Leo's lace off his shoe.
He put it in the bin.
Jai's chair fell over.
I laugh.
Not because it's funny.
It's immature.
I laugh because if i dont I'll cry.
The teacher comes back in.
Everyone behaves.
Another class passes.
They're doing PE outside.
Jasmine's giving Tilly a piggyback.
Lachlan, Ernie and Ollie are all holding hands and skipping.
Alexander walks behind them, alone as usual.
Jai removes Leo's shoe while he's distracted.
He runs along the corridor and puts it inside the music classroom.
Leo yells at him then retrieves his shoe.
No one sees me.
I sit in a corner, watching as if from above.
I will never fit in with these people.
I will never belong.
But that's fine.
For now, this is just drama.

Reviews

[emmajoygreen]

Hello! Your gift for writing is extraordinarily visual yet, runs through your problems as if they are toys. That's so very sad because you are a brilliant writer and have an imagination that takes you way out of the 'ordinary' bracket. Wishing you all the bestest best for the future. Please, please find possibilities ahead to use the talents you have - and so many others absolutely long for.

This is a great poem. Will read more of your work soon.

[fern]

omg thank u so much im crying right now you have just made my day so much better so thank you, u have no clue how much it means to me thank you sooo much

[fern]

and also i dont think its a matter of how good the writing was, i was writing this in my drama class today just watching as everything happens so its more my class acting like five year olds than me being a good writer

[emmajoygreen]

Oh, okay. I didn't realise that, of course. You wrote very well nonetheless. Guess you really do have an amazing imagination.