Poetry genre: Sonnet (Brenda's perspective)

Mourning Dove

by Brenda Medeiros

Alone on my own in the morning light

I’m hoping for a better day at school

I’m just not ready for another fight

Between what I am and what’s seen as cool

I find myself reaching out for a friend

Who will like me for who I am at heart

Who doesn’t care about the latest trend

And does not expect me to play the part

Popularity is not what I seek

It is just not that important to me

I know that others say that I’m a freak

But all I ever want to be is ME

At night I dream of acceptance and love

I awake with sadness, a mourning dove