Lost Poem by Stacey Gibbs

I walk by several students on my way to class
No one stops me to say “hello” or ask “how I’m doing”
I feel as if no one realizes that I am here
Especially when someone knocks my books out of my hands and doesn’t help
Gathering and holding my books to my chest
Trying to stop the tears from falling
I rush to class before someone could see the tears
Opening my book to hide from those in my class
Wishing that won’t notice the tear-streaked face
But they won’t notice because they’re caught up in their life
The life I’m not a part of
I want to be in their lives
If I was a part of their lives
Then they’d know my dad is dying and how afraid I am
Only my friends notice me
But to the rest, I’m only another lost in the crowd.