Trigger Warning
All the ones you hardly knew,
though seen so often close at hand,
have gone on to lives fulfilled or lacking,
in which you’re just a face recalled.
Arrived in buses, shifting loud,
with sandwiches in paper bags,
their names or features come to mind.
like yearbook entries long obscured.
Any mishaps suffered, so
and all the glories life might yield
are known to strangers daily passed
in lunch lines, halls, and shower rooms.
Now some loudmouth bully boys
and girls in tired hand-me-downs
have turned the tide of dismal youth
and broke the curse from which they came,
while celebrated smarties,
whose potential seemed a magic key
are little more than average folk,
plodding onward through their years.