The Weird Kid Poem by Laurence Overmire

The kid had guts.
He wrote poetry and lived it too
Even though the other kids made fun of him for it.

He wasn't popular, he was different from the rest.
When he was hurt, he wasn't afraid to cry.
And when he laughed, everyone heard.
He didn't have a car or the coolest clothes
Or much of anything at all really.
But he didn't need them.
‘Cause what he did have, you can't buy.
He had guts.
And though his life would never be easy,
He knew what was important.

And no schoolyard fools would ever be able
To take that away from him.

~ Laurence Overmire

(Previously published in The Writer's Exchange)