Last day (for Karen)
As I walked away
I decided not to go to their party.
I pushed my sadness and shame
into a vault and shut it tight.
I let you and I down.
You, that big institution called school
and me, the little number on the list;
missed.
Years of invisibility did it,
ignored by my peers,
avoided by teachers, except for their sneers
Now I was free.
School never ever liked me.
poem by Ruth Walters
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