Raise Your Hand If You Are Here
It was where she felt she belonged
Her own school class and desk
All hers—school, class, and desk
Her name on everything
She put her name on things
And raised her hand up high
She raised her hand to say
That she was here—belonged
She wants to say I’m here
While invisible at home
Behind her screen at home
She feels she has lost her friends
Away from friends she is lost
School was where she once belonged
by Anne McCrady
NEWSLINKS: Gallup, CNN, NYTimes
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