The World Through My Eyes [My Poem Collection]

That Pair Of Bleached Jeans

Got caught stealing clothes more than once, 

But bullies were scarier than threats of police. 

They thought I was just another stupid thief, 

I only wanted jeans, more than just one piece. 

I wore the same pair almost all the time, 

Mum washed them but that wasn't the same. 

In school, they still thought I was dirty, 

Every day I walked home in shame. 

Forget school trips, we couldn't afford them, 

I didn't even bother telling mum we had one. 

I didn't want to make her worry about money, 

So I just walked around outside like a no-one. 

Skipped more sports events than I can count, 

I deliberately forgot to buy stuff needed for school. 

Detentions left and right, but nobody cared, 

I know that in their eyes I looked like a fool. 

While I went through lunch without any food, 

I longed to have that student's cool jeans. 

They wouldn't even miss them, I'm sure, 

They wouldn't even know what it means. 

I was lucky to have met some amazing friends, 

I have more of their clothes than I have of my own. 

I learned to bite back my embarrassment, 

With all the generosity they have shown. 

Still, I long for that special pair of bleached jeans, 

Hanging there in the store, laughing in my face. 

I want to buy them without looking at the price, 

I no longer want to feel so out of place. 

I always wanted that pair of bleached jeans, 

But we could only afford the plain ones. 

I got laughed at and I heard their whispers, 

No wonder some people buy guns. 

But one day I'll buy that pair of bleached jeans, 

Not because I want to get those people's bliss. 

I want them because I have to prove to myself, 

To prove that it won't always be like this.  

One day I'll be more than this.