First there were eight

We called ourselves great

And nothing could keep us apart

Then Max left the table

Said we weren't stable

So it wasn't a very good start

Then there were seven

The table still heaven

You know that's what I always thought

Then Mike left his chair

And gave us a glare

He told us we constantly fought

So there were six

Nothing we couldn't fix

And we were all doing just fine

But Chris moved away

So he couldn't stay

Just left without giving a sign

Then we were five

Like bees in a hive

We worked hard and together as one

But Jake got upset

I said, "Hey dude don't fret."

But he said, "that's it man, I'm done!"

So there were four

We wished there were more

But everyone else sadly left

Then Sam found a gal

She's his only pal

The process did feel like a theft

Just down to three

Joe, Doug, and me

Each was what I called a friend

Then I spilled my juice

All over Joe's shoes

And I knew right there that was the end

Now down to two

Just me and you

I said this to Doug in a plea

But he's no longer here

And this is my fear

That all people leave 'cause of me

So I'm at one

It isn't much fun

I sit here and just take a drink

I don't eat anymore

I'm bare at the core

Instead while alone I just think

David Zahn

Age 18, Grade 12

Parkland High School

Parkland School District