To Everyone Who Walked Away

You don't remember me. I don't expect you to. I'm that girl in the cafeteria who sits by herself and never meets anybody's eyes. Did you know that I'm depressed? That I have no friends? That I silently beg that someone will talk to me? I bet you didn't. I still remember the name of the boy in 7th grade who asked me if I was okay after I started crying on the bleachers. I never got to say thank you because afterwards he ran away.I never understood that, did I have "outcast" tattooed on my forehead at birth? So you know what I did? I sat and cried and made friends with the characters in my books. All because of everyone who walked away.