Rookie

The kid in the corner

Smiling yet so shy

Is eating by himself

A lunch that is dry

With eyes looking down

Trying to escape

The hunger in the looks

To define and declare

Spending on his phone

The minutes of the break

Searching on the platform

For friends... that are fake

A walk to his table

A chair is there to fill

A word with a laughter

For the young eyes to thrill