Another Wears My Face

by Profe Steve

The teacher clasped her hands and smiled, Her lashes batted, too.

The teacher clasped her hands and smiled, Her lashes batted, too. Then those hateful words she said, “There’s no one else like you!”

I ground my teeth, my face went red I knew it was not true.

I ground my teeth, my face went red I knew it was not true. Another kid has my same head. I glared, she had no clue.

Some blaze trails and new paths seek. And strive to find their place,

Some blaze trails and new paths seek. And strive to find their place, But me, I’ll never be unique: For another wears my face.

*** Next screen: Megan and Rae, my Shakespearean actor twins. Rae is valedictorian and Megan salutatorian of their high school.