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The Monsters
The monsters came out to play
To play upon the playground
The playground where I was a victim
A victim of peers just like me.
Like me, they were little twerps
Little twerps who happened to be "popular"
Be "popular" was something out of my reach
My reach because I lacked confidence in school.
In school it is hard to be unique, hard for a shy child
Shy child beware; the monsters will pounce and descend
And descend they did until I learned;
I learned to be more like them.
Like them, until one day I changed
I changed inside and shed my ugly skin
Ugly skin that left a new glow
A new glow, a new wisdom, a new way to play
the daily game of life.
by Margaret Bednar, Art Happens 365, October 5, 2011
This is for the "Poetry Jam". I also linked this to dVerse "Open Link Night - Week 12". I was extremely shy when I was in elementary school. I remember holding my breath when the teacher called upon me to answer a question... I would just sit there and look straight ahead, silently exhale and slowly draw a new breath and hold! I think I was in 5th grade. Can you imagine.... Oh my. Not too much of that person remains... except maybe when I see somebody else who is extremely shy and my heart goes out to them.
I wasn't the kindest child in middle school (maybe I was just trying to survive so I acted tough) and I wish I had been more tolerant (is that the word I'm looking for...? Maybe - less selfish) during high school. I so wish I could go back and play that "game" with what I know now.
