Do they think I have nothing to say?

Though I am silent, my thoughts are not.

Surrounding the coffee table, the group talks of school and upcoming assignments, but they ignore me as if I were just another piece of furniture in the room.

I focus my hearing upon their words, yet their distance muffles their conversation.

Am I not good enough to talk with them?

They’re laughing now…I am sure at me.

I am an outcast.