Left Behind

• Audrey Brunacci, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2016

Dark skin,white friends
Washed away by the tidal wave
Nothing left but ash and dust
Invisible even to the most perfect eye
All alone in the world Unknown
No comfort from friends no recognition
Maybe it's time to end my mission
Paintings and art but they don't know even I have talent alone
Nothing but a shadow following behind
No purpose or breath in this group of lies
Maybe it's time to open my eyes and search for my world so far and wide