[authors note-
i don't really think i like this poem but i tried heh.]
dear "friends,"
once upon a time
we were happy.
it was easy enough
being young.
stupid.
kindergarten was a
time to be remembered.
rainbows of words leaving our lips.
sunshine floating in our eyes.
smiles on our chubby faces.
now look at us.
you and me, we're still
"friends."
not friends like we were through grade school.
"friends" as in the fact that you talk shit about me.
"friends" as in the silent slap in my cheek as you
ignore me.
but ignorance is bliss i guess.
leave it to me to bring an old proverb into conversation.
that's probably why
you ignore me after all.
i'm weird.
not in the good way.
never in the good way.
i'm weird and that's why you all hate me.
HATE IS A STRONG WORD.
NOT STRONG ENOUGH.
sincerely,
margaret
