sunbathing on the driveway on a
cold november day
stopping passing cars just
to tell the driver that we
liked his hat
we were the "weird kids"
telling store clerks why
they should quit
and explaining to the shoppers
what they should
and shouldn't buy
we were the "misfits"
died red hair
mohawks
converse all stars
chains and studs
we were the "trouble makers"
writing the anarchy symbol on our backpacks
ignoring teachers
blasting headphones
we were best friends
catching each other
keeping secrets
bailing one another
out
we understood each other
knew what the other was thinking
we are the writer and the actress
the crazy kids
the weird kids
the misfits
the trouble makers
we are true friends