They’re laughing too loud over here at school,
And I can’t help but wonder if it’s pointed at me.
My plain pink tee and thrift store jeans
Score no points on their checklist marked “cool”.
He says a word that makes me shut down.
It’s vile and rough and I don’t understand.
Why choose to say something that way?
I fix my eyes on my papers scattered round.
A bright red A marks my last Speech test.
Across the table, she flicks her thumb across her phone.
The clock bongs ten and she curses again,
Sighing as she snags her backpack and the rest.
A guy sits across from me, flashes me a leery smile.
I throw up my walls against the world outside.
He asks for my name, my answer’s the same
As it is for all who want access to that file.
He looks nervous, she looks small.
I meet their eyes and nod with a gentle smile.
He sighs in relief, she joins me like a thief.
Maybe I’m not so alone after all.
God put them there, I know He did.
My Lord is always the Man with the plan.
He knew my place, He watched my face.
My friends are glad I did what was bid.
This world outside, it’s big and discordantly wild.
I’ve just adjusted to the “normal” tongue.
But I choose a life where it’s encouraged to strive
For higher and better with the faith of a child.
I was homeschooled all my life and am finishing up my first semester at college. I was never extremely "sheltered" but there are always certain things that will take you by surprise. I was surprised and got over it because God put the right people in my life. He knows what He's doing!