Listen up, tricks—I’m only going to say this once.
I AM SO DONE WITH HIGH SCHOOL TRASH!
Yes, I am referring to you.

The first trick I’m addressing is the fake friend trick.
A long time ago—no, just last semester, I thought we were cool.
Down for each other, family.
Apparently, I was wrong… dead wrong.
Just who do you think you are?
Prancing around like you’re some kind of celebrity or deity.
All this time, you couldn’t even see
The damage being done to me.
Over and over, I’ve lied to myself:
“It’s just a phase, it’ll pass, eventually, she’ll come to.”
Instead I was in a daze,
Our friendship couldn’t last,
And as of now, we’re so through.
It’s alright, because I’m not depressed,
This tends to happen with those I call my “bests.”
But this poem really ain’t about you.
So let’s move on to trick number two.

Now this trick is the culprit behind our class-to-class tardies.
Some teachers don’t seem to understand the difficulties we face in trying to maneuver to
their rooms (don’t worry, they’re next)
This trick doesn’t seem to realize that the hallway has two ways:
This way or that way.
Tell me why everyday, this trick goes no way in the middle of the hallway,
Constantly blocks MY WAY,
And leads me to say: ARE YOU SERIOUS???
I know this trick is prevalent in our school, because I’ve dealt with it every year.
You may have encountered one or two (or ten) of these tricks from time to time.
This trick is pressed against your locker,
Swapping spit with a smorgasbord of different partners from day to day,
Smacking so loudly that they don’t even hear you say “Gross.”
For these tricks, I say:
YOU’RE NOT CUTE, PLEASE GO SOMEWHERE!

We all know that it’s not just the student body that’s so tricky; teachers fuel that flame as
well.
For all those lames with nothing better to do but count their days until retirement;
For those who think they can talk down to me, like I’m as much of an insubordinate
waste of space as they are;
And for the rest who just grind my gears,
GET SOME BUSINESS AND LEAVE ME ALONE. Thanks for listening.