And she told me of her problems in school...

I am reminded also now of cold bathroom floors now and a feeling of exclusivity, closed circles and standing outside the doors of inside jokes.
She told me that she is no longer invited and I understood how it makes one feel…
Laughing at punch lines never heard
Silence creating a white noise where you are once again that girl in school who is always wearing the wrong shoes, despite the one you wear now that always turn eyes green.
Eventually you will probably be the one to stand up for me and say that I wasn't so bad, the other kids should have given me a better chance, and we'll laugh about it over martinis-
But today, you will remind me of that need inside for acceptance
Desperately grasping for the ease at which open smiles lets you slip into a room with invisible comforts
Like getting sent through time,
Those millions of eyes are staring at me with lascivious laughter and wicked intent, willing tears to spill forth and baptize them
Make them young and mean again; ruthless they point at me again?
Naked - standing, making me eleven again.