I thought I heard some voices

The whispers, the giggles

As I walk down the stairs.

Do they even care at all,

Or am I just standing invisible?

 

Sometimes I think they are honest

Maybe I am despicable

But I never spoke, nor rose my voice

 

Kept silent and put on a fake smile

Pretending not to care, even while it tore my heart apart

But it was all I need to do.

To survive, where friends are far and few.

 

Torn apart by their gossip

Distressed me with their half-truths

Those girls at school know me

But act as if they have never saw me this lifetime…

 

These voices around me traumatized me

No one with me,

To tell me it’s okay.

 

~Vaanya Agrawal, The Khaitan School, Noida, Grade 10

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