Poem: Fish
We’ve all heard the metaphor
High school, a school of fish
Constantly swarming, changing, filled with life
Fish tied closely to their school
Reliant on the others for safety in numbers
If one fish is lost, there’s always another
“There are plenty of fish in the sea”
But the schools break apart
Fish, labeled by their separate cliques
Dragged away by the undertow
Sure, there are plenty of fish in the sea
Small differences drive wedges
Even the closest relationships force apart
Old friends, now distant acquaintances
Relationships ever flowing
High school isn’t like a school of fish
Rather, an ecosystem
Every creature dependent on the other
Needing diversity for survival
But lacking the ability to intermingle
Cliques, stereotypes reign superior
