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My Greatness

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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