Squad Goals
Scrolling through my Snapchat,
Mundane selfies and nails colored matte
It was a normal day
Until I see my friends on display
Hanging out and smiling
Food in their midst, seemingly piling
I lie on my bed with a pounding in my heart
Is this how our breakup will start?
Could they not have called?
I wonder as I lay sprawled
Could they have forgotten about me?
I sense my nearing jealousy and insecurity
I am pretty annoying,
Which to friendships, can be quite destroying
I talk too much I presume
And this leads many conversations to doom
In my self-loathing,
I replayed the story another three times
Reading “squad goals” and my envy continued to chime
I guess goals are achieved without me.
In my self-loathing, I replayed
continued to chime
All the time thinking,
goals must be achieved without me
Yara Abuelriesh