How close we used to be.

When you're alone, 
Do you think of me?
And how close,
We used the be? 
Because when you're with them, 
There's not a chance, I know.
You're too busy being crass,
And rude, and abusive and low

We used to despise that little group, 
For being harsh and mean and unfair.
But now you talk to them instead of me. 
Leaving me alone as half of the pair.
We'd laughed together for years.
But now there's nothing but lonliness.
And a silence once filled with jokes and jeers.

They yell: "Oi! Faggot!"
And everyone else laughs in a hurry.
Your eyes grow wide, 
As if to say 'I'm sorry'.
But sorry doesn't count. 
As I have found out. 
Sorry doesn't bring back the smile on my face,
Nor does it fill your now vacant place. 

This has a lot of meaning to me because im kind of going though something like this. It has a way of making people get pulled in and relate and you did very well!


Love Ella

I really found this poem to be emotional especially the fact that it is a true story. This poem reminds me of how peer pressure can really influence a person. I thought that you showed the idea of friendship and peer pressure very well in this poem. I can also see that this person must have been very important to your life and I can see how hard it was to see this person become an entirely new person. I can relate this with one person myself. I had so many laughs and so many great times with him, but then he lingered off toward that "other" group. I also want to mention that I really loved the last two quotes of the poem. It tells me how there's still this little bit of yearning in this person. Anyway I thought that this was a great poem. Never stop writing because your voice will be heard one day.