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