How much dignity can one schoolbag contain?

Dignity, when they condition you to carry it for them

to class for a price of friendship?

One NO is a lot of solitude, but a right step

that you did, knowingly, for yourself

Words can hurt, you will put them

in your notebooks, and paper will

absorb them and convert them into poetry.

Your secretive and hidden strength

with whom you will defend yourself

from the world, but also let the world know you.

That‘s why you are still here and writing,

because you conquered all that poison words,

with which people tried to restain you,

because of your curls, looks, shyness

and because you don‘t fit into a mold.

That schoolbag wasn‘t heavy,

heavier were the words and

harder were the decisions,

which you carried in your schoolbag

further in life with you.

Inside yourself, you found other words

with whom you could build

a better and fairer worlds

for yourself, future self

and some other people who will

recognize it, too.

That‘s your black box for different,

your ship‘s log through storms of life,

the poetry of disagreement on bullying,

map of maladjustment on that kind of relations.

You will put that

in some new bags and notebooks

and give it to the people.

Because it really matters.