Plane Jane and the Window Pane

Miss Emily gave us each a different shade of rounded off glass,

mine was the only see-through one ...in the entire class;

we had to take it home to reflect and then to write,

a one hundred word essay due by... tomorrow ..oh shite!

“Together they make a really pretty window scene,

so come back tomorrow-you’ll see what I mean;

if you didn’t get your favorite color, don’t be mad,

everyone of you is different, and has something special to add”

“Except for Jane.. hers is COMPLETELY plain,”

shouted Liam - I wanted to scream at him,

“Nice try nematode, your insult is lame";

fuming and irate, I took a deep breath and…I... I refrained

What does this color say about my inner light?

That I’m awkward, skinny, queer, and white?

Maybe she thinks that I’m just not that bright,

Holding back tears took all of my might

Is it because I’d rather play sports with balls,

than play with makeup or dolls,

or spend literally a single second inside of a mall?

Is it because I don’t like boys, and never will, ever, like, at all?

Too embarrassed to show My Mom, Sisters, or Dad,

I skipped the assignment and went to bed angry and sad,

I woke up early because..anxiety and ..to face my fate;

the first “F” I’ve ever had.. I couldn’t afford to be late

When she saw how little I’d written,

the teacher smiled, and she seemed quite smitten,

She took the shard and held it up to the sun,

“Didn’t you know, you got my favorite one?”

Red, orange, yellow, green, and violet too,

Don’t forget indigo and this beautiful blue hue;

In the light from the window, the colors came through,

shining onto the front wall for the classroom to view

The whole time.. mine was RAINBOW.

I ask Miss Emily, “Hey, how did you know?”

"Does it matter?" she questions,

I ponder, then smile, then answer her, “no”

“Jane, you are light that adds color to the glass,

being unique is what makes you special, shine brighter, young lass;”

this whole time it was a prism, how could I not see,

that being different is part of what makes me...me?