Remember that hair you always pulled,

That lunch money you stole every day,

Those names you called that stuck for years?

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Remember that face you repeatedly punched,

That family you spread rumours about,

That voice and walk you imitated and mocked?

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Remember those feelings you ripped to shreds,

That body you bruised,

That life that, for days, years, you made wish it was over?

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That was me.

My hair, my face, my life.

Remember now?

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Remember that day when you were working the long shift at the drive-in,

That person who walked in, married, rich, happy,

That person who shoved your life into the shadows?

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Remember that face,

That body, that life, probably still scarred?

I bet you don’t.

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I do.

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I remember you, your laughs, your names,

I remember your fists, your taunts.

Looking back

I’m glad I do.