The Clique

    Follow, follow, follow, we’re such
An individually weak society
You’re either in or you’re out  
Leaving us with no self piety

So consumed with what others think
There’s a desire to be liked or loved
To feel a sense of belonging instead of
Being judged and pushed and shoved

Like sharks to blood they’re quick and
Swift as they move in for the ****
Everyone else is watching you and
Gauging the strength of your will

High School never ends it’s just not
Always so plain to see
Backstabbing takes you by surprise
But you were aware of their ability

You never were one to walk in line
Like ashes of a cigarette they flick
You’re so easily dismissed
If you’re not in The Clique

Written By:Charles Kean
02/07/2025