High School

• Jayde Debondt, Grade 11
• Poetry
• 2009

Well I had wondered why he never called,
Or txt or messaged, his love had stalled?
Why he never said 'hello' in the halls anymore,
That was easy- he saw me as a chore.
His group had become cool and i wasn't one,
Left on the side, as I had so previously done...
Realising what a stupid fool i'd been,
And the last of highschool i had seen,
I endeavored to apologise for the hurt i'd caused,
To someone whom I had previously adored.
Yet he was happy and i wondered why, when i once cast him aside like a fly.
He said he learnt from what I had done
and he really was the one that won.
Well he was right in that respect,
Why should he care what anyone thought?
So I took his advice and bid him good day,
And left what i wanted back in the high school fray.
I'm happy now, there's no cool group in sight,
They work at a gas station now- to damn right!