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by cassie hughes Jul 30, 2017
Life, society /
Underneath the plastic smiles,
Designer labels and the miles
Of hidden stitches, jars of creams,
Lay empty heads and broken dreams.
They wander through their old gym halls,
Obsessed with self, not caring all
the others live that self same lie,
‘You have not climbed as high as I’.
Yet back to earth at parties end
in loveless rooms, no sign of friends,
Past kings and queens must surely know.
In light of day the cracks do showWritten from the prompt 'Reunion'
I can picture the scene so well.. lucky in the UK we rarely do these if my school did I'd refuse to go, too many bad memories.
by cassie hughes
I've never had the urge to go to one either Em. Know how you feel.