The Girl With The Nose-Ring
March 2011 (9th Grade)
Sonnet

I sit in the back of the class.
Reading a book,
no one looks
through the eyes of glass.
I have the spirit of a dancer
when the perfect grades come flying in.
No one comes to me unless they need pens
or a homework answer.
Try to knock me down,
I won't budge.
It doesn't bother me much
because they can't make me frown.
Yeah, I'm the quiet nerd with the nose-ring.
But someday they'll wish they had been a Loser like me. :)