Maybe........and Many thanks

First, I have to thank everyone who left me a comment on yesterday's post.  Your encouragement and faith in me means so much. You might think it's just a comment, but believe me, it isn't.  Your support is what keeps me going and makes me believe in myself. So, Thank You!  
Consider this your virtual flowers and chocolates that I'd send to each of you, if I could.

It's National Poetry Month. I haven't written poetry in a long time. But, it's where my roots in writing lie.  So, I decided to try and write something.  I didn't start out with the idea of  bullying, but that's where it went.  I wouldn't say I was bullied as a child, but I was teased for various reasons. I remember the ache of wanting to fit in and knowing I didn't.  This isn't a happy poem and for that, I apologize. Maybe next time.

Maybe


She walks the halls, feet heavy.
Her hand-me-down shoes show wear.
Fingers worry the hem of her shirt,
Eyes down, avoiding their stare.

She's aware that she's different,
Her clothes, her hair, her skin.
She wishes each day for sameness,
Then wonders if it's a sin.

Maybe today will be different,
Maybe today she'll feel,
What it's like to be wanted,
How it is to be real .

One jeer is thrown, and another,
They laugh, they sneer, they taunt,
Today is the same as the others,
Today she won't get what she wants.

Maybe today she'll stop caring,
Maybe she'll admit they've won.
Maybe today she'll surrender,
Maybe today she's done.
                                     
Tomorrow may dawn without her,
Will they notice or care she's gone?
Will they miss having a target?
Or will they simply move on.?
                                  -Jewels