School Girl

School Girl;

Don’t assume

You are better than I,

Everybody is special….

And nobody is special,

You cannot fool me

My eyes are green,

Perhaps they have more cones

more rods than yours?

They detect anything….anything inauspicious,

Anything less than genuine, directed my way,

I sit, cat like, in the shadow of a weak constitution,

You look down your nose

Envy, as green as moss,

I detect it miles away,

you’re the paradox

I’ve always known you pitied me,

And I you, simply

For pitying me?

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