For school tomorrow...

I need my

books and backpack,

and lunch,

wait.

No lunch.

I stopped having lunch awhile ago.

I need my homework,

my phone,

In case someone would call someone like me,

Even on accident. 

I need my outfit,

specially picked,

taking hour after hour.

Sneakers of course in case I need a getaway,

I'll need to be able to run.

I can't wear yoga pants,

Because if you have underwear lines it's not socially acceptable.

I can't wear shorts because I haven't the legs for it.

Jeans are the safest bet.

They don't judge you as much.

I can't forget a belt,

to hold my pants on hips

that once filled out the waistline.

T-shirts and tangtops won't work.

Unless I have a hoodie to hide,

old scars,

and newly cut scars.

A watch to count the time 

Until I can escape the horrid place

They call a learning ground.

Learning how much the world hates you more like it.

Oh!

I almost forgot.

My most important thing I need

for school tomorrow,

Is a smile.

Even if I have to fake it.

I always have to fake it.

Paste that smile on and no one suspects,

I'm hurting.

I'm losing a battle against the world.

No, I have a good smile to show the world.

I have a crinkly eye-twinkling smile, 

and a laughter to complete it. 

I wish it was real.

I have all my supplies,

my outfit,

and my smile 

that will never falter.