Dedicated to Alex, Colton, and Greg, who, once again, didn't invite me to the movies because they're stupid, iggnorant, and grudgy.
Hope your period gets off soon so we can talk, boys!
As for the rest of you: Nobody has read anything of mine. Do people WANT me to stay? Fix this.
No More Movies For Me
by Elizabeth Mathers
3-31-06
I’m at the age where hanging around with friends
is just some “decent” excuse to get away, but
I cannot ever get away, thanks to you
What happened to us as a group?
Once we roamed the hallways together,
we sat an ate lunch together and laughed,
But am I apart of your outside lives?
When was the last time you hung out with me?
When was the last time you saw a movie?
When was the last time you saw one with me?
Well I can’t remember, because you’re always going
To see brand new releases without me and then I find out
Thirty minutes too late that the show has started and you’re gone
Therefore, when I want to see a movie and you guys reply
“Oh, no sorry we already seen it,” [because you probably did]
Next thing I know you’re re-seeing it over and over again
Without me being there to watch too
Laughing or screaming, with popcorn breath and soda bladders …
Last thing I need is you wasting my time
Last thing I want is to feel left out again
I thought that making new friends and keeping the old
Meant still hanging out, and not having to think
About the funerals of my old friends.
Take our friendship and shove it, turn it into a movie
This will be the last time I speak about it aymore
No more movies for me
