Only Wish..

She sits in her lesson,
Quiet as a mouse,
Trys to speak,
But there is no sound.

She's constantly picked on,
Stupid i know,
There's no one,
To pick her up when she's low.

Shouts from round the classroom,
Fill the air,
"You don't fit in!"
"We really don't care!"

She crys every night,
With not a clue,
Wishes she knew
Exactly what to do.

She had to move classes,
Earlier this year,
Tryed to stop,
That single tear.

She knows she's alone,
And doesn't fit in,
She knows deep down,
The battle she won't win.

She isn't that different,
But still each day,
She's picked on and shouted at,
In a terrible way.

"You don't belong here!"
"You're not one of us!"
"Go back to your old class,
You'll be better, trust!"

It took far too much,
To get where she is,
So for what she wants now,
She can only wish.