First day, first impressions,
Nervous glance, awkward questions,
Shaking hands, handshake,
Nice to meet you, nerves quake,
Aimless walking round in circles,
empty seats and social hurdles,
Welcome to the day's first class,
Deep intake and pray to pass.
SK
YOU ARE READING
She Follows the Birds to Freedom
PoetryJust a broken soul's poetry trying to break a cage of silence.
