The New Kid Poem (Five Minutes) | Short Poem 22

This is the new kid poem.

Because I’m the “new kid.”

But I don’t want to be.

I don’t even want to be here,

but I am.

(Just five more minutes.)

The clock is so slow.

I should have stayed home.

(Why did I even go?)

There they say again,

“There’s a new kid.”

Yep, I’m him, standing against the wall

hoping to blend in.

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I don’t want to be noticed.

(I don’t want your special attention.)

I’d die for just some friends to stand with

(somewhere to belong).

But it’s overly obvious.

(I don’t belong.)

I just stare at the clock.

(How can five minutes take so long?)

I’m the new kid.

But I don’t want to be.

I don’t even want to be here.

(But, I still am.)

Photo by Owen CL on Unsplash.

If you like this poem, check out “Be Ready to Accept Changes in Life” by Manisha Reddy, as well as my own poem “Don’t Quit.”

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