(un)familiarity

a lost girl

in a big world.

she takes small steps

down new corridors,

doesn’t know where to turn,

doesn’t know where to go.

she tries and fails

to find a familiar face

in a sea of unfamiliar people.

here she knows no one,

and no one knows here

because they don’t even know themselves.

yet there is something to be said

about the way they’ll talk

before they even meet her.

they’ll ask each other

who’s seen the new girl?

where did she come from?

why doesn’t she talk?

what’s her name?

why is she here?

yet they’ll never ask her to her face.

and she’ll be labeled as the new girl

for the longest time

until someone asks her

if she wants to eat lunch with them

and now she doesn’t eat alone.

then someone asks her

if she wants to study with them

and she doesn’t review notes alone.

then someone asks her

if she wants to hang out with them

and now she’s found her place here.

now she knows where to turn

and she knows where to go

and she knows people

and people know her

and maybe i’m not so lost

and maybe this world isn’t so big.

  • m.f.
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