Reflections

My expression indicates a certain level of

thought

inquiry

processing

sadness

energy and serious contemplation

careful inspection

What did they expect me to do?

I'm trying to break the blonde sterotype

Quiet yes, but I sure do know

What is going on

At all times

Aware consciously aware

And ready for anything, to do battle even

What do they expect me to do next?

Taking everything in

Before I speak

Don't let on to the things I know

Keep everything mysterious

Surprise people when I do speak

With my great vocabulary

And thoughtfully chosen sentences

Surprise them. Do something unexpected. What though? It must be something good.

Listening to my teachers

Confirms what everyone thinks of me

Peers the same thing

Helps me learn what do do and when to do it

Learning about the social order of the world

And where I stand in that world puts my mind at ease

Still feeling uncomfortable

Breakthrough.

When given the chance to escape

I enjoy pretending to be a snake in teh game Jumanji

It lets me hide from the person I don't want to be

I don't have to talk.

Just slither

And hiss

And show people that I really can do this play thing

Slithering back to the spot on the carpet feeling proud

I have a passion for art and creation

Compassionate energy

A passion for learning

Maybe even studying

Contemplation

Observation

There are so many rules, yet not enough

They didn't expect that.

They are letting me draw on the windows?

That doesn't happen at home.

I'm confused, yet I have

An appreciation for the finer things in life

Like window markers

And reflections.