Through My Eyes

Still parents insist they attain a reputation,
but they never question how these ill-feelings towards school began.
From the judging eyes and crude remarks?
Yes.
I glance around these halls--
I see short shorts, crop tops, and all the latest brands.
I see defined groups:
the smarties, the baddies, the weirdos, the losers, the popular kids.
But these notional ideas of belonging and separation
are all within our heads.
Who cares if we're a part of the "in" crowd.
Be you, acknowledge your value,
and soon others will too.
There's too many theys, to not be a you.