My Greatness.
I was that one girl in highschool
Where I had a group of four best
friends
Four best girl friends
A few others sporadically placed here
and there
Different social circles
But mainly those four best friends
But they always seemed in a different
world than I
Like I was standing on the outside
looking in
Looking in to their friendship with me
I was that one friend
That if I was missing
No one would notice
I was that one friend
That only fit in with them
Because I fit in no where else
I wasn't super smart like those kids
I wasn't popular like the others
I wasn't an art kid
I wasn't in sports
Wasn't really a theater kid because I
was never cast in the shows
Even though I yearned for the spotlight
For people to notice me
As more than just
A name after a comma after one of the
other four
I was the enigma
Wrapped up in a untypical high school
experience
The flashing red light in the dark
The one fading star
That orb of light from a lighthouse
tower
Blink
Blink
I never made a name for myself
But stood in a group
With a comma before my name
I'm always afraid of going back to that
Of losing who I am as a human
And joining a group of friends again
They all had their titles
Their monsters and demons and angels
They had their nicknames
And hobbies and pedestals
I had their shadows
I had the anger that stirred up
ungratefully
From being so forgotten
So looked at
But not seen
I don't care about the garbage that
falls from their mouths
If they tell me I was someone
I felt like I was nothing
Always when they come back
When I'm surrounded by them I feel the
shroud of what I lay shackled underneath for four years
Come up and tie me like an old blanket
Old blanket
And what I hate is that I act like I'm less than
When I with them
I act like I'm lower
I feel myself shrinking
Of being afraid of what to say
Of being laughed at or hurt
Damn you
I'm not afraid of what I'll say
I know what I know
I will not feel belittled by you
My friends
But I am
Always
Without fail
Feel less
I yearn for them to be envious of me
To see ME
To become something they never dreamed
I could become
So that in their minds I wouldn't just
be
,Ella
Not the second person on the list
Or the third line down
But my name
Bright and bold and obnoxious as hell
My name
Eleanor
I want them to respect me
To try and avoid being in my shadow
To be jealous of my journey, adventures and glory
My greatness.
-Eleanor Hastings
06-13-13
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