This year i hope to be more friendly

The students pass me as I was invisible. I hear laughter, helpful, trustful friends. But why do i need to see while i cant feel. I am locked in a room with chains nothing but the breath of my heart. I have no name the only name i can recognize is The new kid. That name is what i am called. I am only a piece of shadow. Something is out there. I need it. That might be the answer to all of my questions. It is called Friendship. This year i hope to have many friends!