Donna Grayson
Poetry and Lyrics

1975 to 1976
Junior Year - High School



My Locker

My locker is by a
drinking fountain
Jocks come by to get a drink

They say nothing
But I feel
the laughter they hold inside

The cheerleaders smile
A knowing smile
"Yes, we are better than you"

And how did that girl know
who I was?
Is she laughing inside?
What did she say after I left?
What does she think of me?

What does everyone think of me?

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