The Awkward Ones - Martha

It must have been October the last time that we spoke,

And though I think about you, I decided that,

It’s safer where we left it, safer for us both,

That stuff was a million years ago,

When you got accepted I went loopy, hoping you’d be on my team

When you got accepted I was totally ridiculous,

We were the ones who always felt awkward, socially cornered,

And I still feel the same,

Still dreading the laughter, like what does it matter?

It’s not what I’m after

anyway.

I won’t take a compliment, but I will ruminate for hours on a single mean

remark,

Collecting them like ornaments, the nasty things that people say that I save up

to think about when it gets dark.

When you got accepted I went loopy, hoping you’d be on my team

When you got accepted I was right.

Ten years later I’m so glad that it’s over,

But I can’t help feeling like I did that October day.