Gym class:

Feeling remorseful, head cocked down and tears gently rolling down
Awaiting the obscene remarks, but ironically, not even one is slurred
It’s as if their perspective of the world has been temporarily blurred
For a class that seeks the humiliation of others, this is far from mundane,
Not just one person refrains from slander, it’s a whole chain
Jogging casually in my suede skirt and long sleeved shirt, no one has the audacity to confront me
Looking up into the heavens and thanking Hashem for this true act of mercy, could it really be?
Every time the Jews make a kiddush Hashem, they are protected by a divine force
The key is to prioritize, and conformation to the arbitrary standards of high school isn’t first
Contemplating whether to remain tznius in the hardest times was a challenge, I’ve conquered it and now it won’t be reversed