Dear Diary,
School started today
And that’s not okay.
So much homework,
New friends to make,
I can’t even begin to contemplate.
Gossip and drama has already picked up the pace
Today I learned that running the pacer is like running a race
For a second I couldn’t breathe
I felt like I was drowning
In all of the weird looks people give me
I feel like an outcast
Cast away into the shadows of our middle school
No one understands
I’m alone
And I’m okay with that
Just throw up a peace sign
And smile
Apply your mask of makeup
And start the day
As clean and fresh as I was yesterday
By Mia Braico