The Corner

Other kids don’t see the child sitting there
      alone in the corner with arms wrapped so tightly
they may stick together like glue.
Child sits afraid to join in the so call fun
      of hanging on the bars, swing through the air with ease,
blending with fellow kids as one.
Child dares not move for what comes
       will be taunts, shoving, a fight perhaps?
Safer in the corner where shadows linger
       for no one wants to see dark shadows
show there true colors among the rest.
Better to be hidden where no one see you
        until the bell sounds to go back to class.

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