At first glace
And at face value
It’s clear I was the idiot in the story
The one who lost all their friends
Whose goals she never accomplished
And the one who still is waiting for that text back
But as we each moved away from each others lives
And from what we thought we knew about each other
Only one of us found what they were waiting for
So while you marinated in your narrative of me
And in the familiarity you place yourself in
With the same people who curse my name
I found comfort in the people
Who treated me like you should have
People you’ll never meet
And you’ll never have the capability of acting like
They will never put a face to the name
Of your irrelevant title
So while my face finally now aches with laughter
Instead of the tears you created
And your face stays snaked in its familiar place
Of hatred and competition
I’ll be fine with your narrative of me
Because I finally see your narrative playing out
So I’m okay with being your idiot in the story
Because soon you’ll realize your whole series
Was idiotic from the start
Author’s Note
“I’m the Idiot in the Story” is meant to portray that despite what people say about you and despite the harsh words, you’ve ended up in a better place. Because nothing changes, if nothing changes – and you have, and they haven’t. Making you, yes the idiot in their story, but you even being in the story was the most interesting thing about them.
About Author
Ashlie DiCarlo is a current undergraduate student at Syracuse University studying Chemistry and Policy Studies. She has been writing poetry for over five years with multiple state and regional publications. Ashlie’s poems focus on self reflection and often changes in her life that shape who she becomes.
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