New Student

New poem explaining akwardness.

Gather 'round children, we've a new student
Take in this boy, he's nothing but prudent
Why does he sit there and just take it all in
While all the other kids sport social grins?

Is starting over as hard as it sounds?
The poor boy's lips appear to be bound
His reactions are slow, his laughs unsure
There's something wrong, but what is the cure?

Eyes pass by him as he shrinks in his chair
Others take no notice, they couldn't care
He tries to speak but doesn't form words
Although all his attempts still go unheard

He used to be one of them, an equal you'd say
However long ago that was, today's not the day.
Well class, please give our new guest a chance
He may one day come out of his shell and dance.