Glasses

All the kids at school,
They always look the same.
They always wear pink and blue lenses in their glasses frame.

But even so, I think I’m different.
‘cause when I put them on,
My eyes get blurry,
I fill with fury
And have to take them off.

So one day I thought to change
These glasses that I wore,

I took them all the way down town
To fix them at the store.

The lady picked them off,
Looked at me and gasped,
“You want to change your glasses frame?”
She looked at me,
floored.

“Yeah, they don’t feel comfortable-”
“I guess you’re one of those.
Walk yourself out of my store
And make sure the door will close.”

outside in the cold,

i tugged hard at my lace.

i tried my best to cry but the tears froze on my face

i didn’t know what to do
i shivered and I cried,
“I wish there was a purple lens to put right here inside.”

Then something touched my shoe; really could it be-?
A special little purple lens designed just for me.
The lady in the shop, her face turned on a frown,
“I thought I’d let you have these.
Now leave and don’t turn ‘round.”

I smiled at her greatly, then turn my head to run,
The next day that I go to school I’ll wear these, just for fun.

I woke up the next morning and turned to my right,
Both lenses sitting on my nightstand as I squealed in delight.
This is the day, I found a way to see things just just right.

I push the school doors open, with a face just filled with glee,
But when I turned and saw the kids
They all just laughed at me.

But somehow in my heart,
I knew they fit just fine.
At least now I could see all their faces half the time.

They screamed, laughed and gasped,
They called me a disgrace,

But I just turned by head up

And pushed my glasses up my face.