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.
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,
But me, I’ll never be unique,
For another wears my face.