Taken for Granted

 I stand here as today becomes yesterday,

things that are become things that were.

And the closest of friends’ drift away,

until they are once again perfect strangers.

 

I catch myself reflecting on the beginning

and I wonder why I do this to myself.

Lost in memory, I know I surely must be grinning,

But then I remember: I don’t know you anymore.

 

A year ago we thought we were killing it.

Senior year, senior privileges and senior expectations.

With college we thought we were ready to commit,

little did we know how naïve we really were.

 

Acceptances came and we were over the moon,

then came the rejections and the disappointment.

To the highs and lows no one was immune,

So we ushered in a new year, hopeful for the future.

 

From there we eagerly anticipated prom and graduation.

Looking back, I realize we wished our lives away.

We counted the days to summer in frustration,

 longing for the freedom we so desperately sought.

 

With graduation high school came to an end.

That summer had an unspoken finality to it,

but under the sunrays it was easy to pretend.

Little did we know, we were only fooling ourselves.

 

When college came we promised we’d keep in touch.

Attending the same school, it was easy to do,

But somewhere along the way you all became my crutch.

We were stuck in the past, refusing to move forward.

 

Eventually you made new friends and so did I

Your new friends and I didn’t get along and that was fine,

But then you chose them over me and I didn’t understand why.

No one asked you to choose, but I guess that’s the way it goes.

 

Now we barely acknowledge each other as we pass by.

I wish I could say it hurts, but the truth is I’m numb inside.

We swore we’d always be friends, but that was nothing but a lie.

But you know what the unfortunate part is?

It was a lie I believed. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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