POEM STARTER

Submitted by Cassandra Elliot 🌹

Write a poem or short story that embodies the feeling of being chosen last.

Not About To Be Fixed 

Knew everyone in my grade

But no one knew my name

I want the memories all to fade

Because I never wanted all the fame


Back then, I was the last one picked

Forgotten that the back of the class

Everyone said I needed to be fixed

But all I actually wanted was to pass


The feeling of being lonely

Oh, it isn’t too good

I wish I could’ve trusted myself fully

Cause I wasn’t the kid from the hood


One or two really good friends

Was all I needed

I focused on them till the end


Kept my smile on my face

Didn’t let anyone know the pain

As a tear stream down my face

Cause I’m not about to cry in vain


They kept pushing me down

Last one picked

They were never gonna see me

Because I’m not about to be fixed

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