Them

I wrote it for a poetry slam at school, it was one of my first poems

They were different from the rest,
Shy and out of place,
They looked sort of stressed,
And all had tremendous grace,

They stared blankly at the walls,
And gave little emotion,
All gorgeous like glass dolls,
Or maybe a deep blue ocean,

I couldn't look away,
As if in a trance,
All else turned to grey,
Just at my first glance.