POEM STARTER

Submitted by Cassandra Elliot 🌹

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

Forgotten

Authors note: Usually I am chosen last for P.E. Teams because I hang out with the most unathletic people in my grade and I'm small. Also being a big sister usually I have to go first on the scary things and last on the safe stuff. I know a lot of people in this world are also chosen last just like me and I hope that gets better for them ♡





Name after name called

Watching as the boys brawled

You wait till the last name is said

You walk to the door, finally called

But of course inside instead

Is no one, and the screams of silence

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