The empty classroom

This is it. I find myself here.

I look at the door.

I see people outside in the lawns.

I watch them giggle, laugh, talk

They pass time while others are friends forever

I am here in this empty classroom which is not so empty.

This is me, wanting to be alone and not wanting to be lonely.

Maybe This would change. Maybe someday, when I would look at the door,

I would see someone smiling at me.

Maybe someone would love me too. Maybe someday I will have a friend too.

Till then it’s me here. Looking at the beam of sunlight that is enough to spark hope in me.

After all, this class room is not so empty.


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