Remember?

I hated Mrs. Jones. 

I found her boring

And never did the

Work she assigned

No matter how 

Naturally english came

Nothing could save

My grades 

Because I just

Didn’t care enough to 

Try. 

Remember?

I wore a white

Dress for

First communion.

Your dress was 

Yellowed from age

Since it was 

The same dress your

Mom wore. 

I tried to rip my dress

Up a few years ago

But mom wouldn’t let me.

She said we could 

Reuse it.

We couldn’t because i’m 17

And I haven’t worn it

Since 1st grade.

Remember?

I don’t like Chase

I don’t like Ben, either,

But I like Chase less.

Chase was the one

Who waited until the 

Dressing room was almost 

Empty to

Jokingly ask

Ben if he would

Let him into the dressing

Rooms next year,

After he’d graduated.

The girls’

Dressing rooms.

He waited to ask

Until everyone

But me and

Ben were gone.

Ben laughed about it.

I wanted to quit choir.

Remember?

I didn’t like reading the 

Bible.

I talked to 

Ms. Barret about it,

And she talked to Mrs. Garret

About it and

They didn’t make me read

It's in class anymore.

But they still made 

Vivian read it.

Vivian is jewish.

And they still made 

San read it.

San is Buddhist.

But they didn’t make me

Read it anymore.

Remember?

Autumn was mad

That I didn't 

Invite her to my 

Birthday

When I was

Turning 16.

Autumn always 

Invited me to her

Birthday.

We would always spend

The night at 

Her house,

We watched 

Horror movies

And ate junk

And did each other's

Makeup

With blindfolds on.

Autumn’s parents voted for 

Trump.

I don’t talk to Autumn

Anymore, 

And I think she hates me.

I miss her, 

I miss her so much.

But she still

Goes to private

School.

I don’t want her to 

See who I am, now.

I don’t want her to 

Call me names or think I’m disgusting.

I know she would never

Do anything like that

But I haven’t seen her in years

And I don’t know

What kind of things

She’s learning

At home and at

School

And I’d rather remember her

As a good friend.

I don’t want to remember her 

As a bad person.

Remember?

I invited all of you

To see me perform once.

Everyone is so busy,

We all go to different

Schools. 

The only one that could 

Make it 

Was Jackson.

He was so surprised to see

Me dressed this way.

I smiled

And he smiled

But we both knew we would 

Never see each other

After that night.

We both knew that

We were too

different now. 

I knew he didn’t see me 

The same,

And I knew he 

Didn’t like how 

I'd changed.

Remember?

I really miss you.

I want to talk with

You every day

I want to see you smile

And hear you laugh.

But I can’t stop fearing

That the next time

We meet, it’ll be the

Last time.

That it will be the last time 

You want to be around me

You’re the only one I still talk to

And I know you’re not like the others.

I know you’re kind

And open minded

And full of love.

But I still feel fear.

I still see 

Jackson and 

Autumn.

I want to see you,

And I want to 

Make new memories with you

My oldest friend.

But what if 

You don’t 

Remember?

Reviews

[Rosie C]

This is a lot to take in.

I admire the structure of this poem. It’s quite thought-provoking towards reader.

This is telling story of some harsh memories from the writer.

I can relate to this because I too didn’t have many good experiences at school.

I had a difficult life during adolescence, a few dark times.

But I did join this website when I was only 16 years old and I’m now in my thirties.

Significant progress has been made.