My school yearbook of ’81,
Is the only reminder I have.
All moved on to be someone,
I’m the only loser left.
With thirty-five pages,
Though not thick,
Also have quotes by sages;
Flipping through, I’m nostalgic.
Was the most memorable year
Of my entire school life.
To my eye comes a tear,
Just thinking of my ex, Clive.
Will have to do my best,
Make great of this existence.
I’ll catch up with the rest,
To regain acceptance.
*Photo by Fauzan Ardhi on Unsplash
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