Looks Poem by Amanda Eckols
Looks
Strange looks I got as I walked through the door
As if I were a stranger, completely unknown
Who is that? They asked as if they didn’t know
Recognition spread across their face it was I the misfit
What was I doing looking as though I belonged?
Its not that they didn’t like I just did thing my own way
It strange that they though I was somebody else
All because a friend did my hair
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