When I was kindergarten's age I went to Catholic school
I wasn't old enough to wear uniforms
but had I stayed I would have worn a uniform
I was the leader, I was the little mermaid and the pink power ranger both
I was not a Catholic
or maybe I was
One time the teachers took an apple that my friend had bitten to the principle's office
It was a carved face, an accomplishment
I was jealous that it wasn't my apple
In all of beauty's flaws, keeping what's important in your clear line of vision
is pursuing a beau at a party
with 100 other beaus
remember what's important, but moreso who
you aren't real
and I'm only here until I can move onto the next place
next grade, next life, next job, next house, next party
NEXT FAD
Only when I choose,
I will be a permanent person
and just because I don't talk about you out loud
doesn't mean you're still not part of the conversation
or that you are not there
Your name is forbidden, but
You still exist
You still exist, you still exist
Old friend, you ruined me
for a short time on the playground you were my bully
you taunted my pink bunny
when he was my only friend
you kicked him in the snow
the dirty part
and then you ran off, faster than I could ever run
When you befriended her was the worst
you knew she was the worst
and when you started making grass houses for fairies
that was our game
with her
My whole village was pillaged
as easy as a T- Ball game's snack time
You forgot about me
or maybe you'll never forget
about the time we spent in code languages
in the furthest corner of the playground haven
in the hallways making promises
in different classrooms, awaiting reunion
at lunch time, eating weird food that our parents embarassed us with
but we loved.
I have not forgotten about our best friend bracelets
I still have mine
listening to: morning noises outside my window,
a calm aftermath to a massacre of a night
