Neither Here Nor There: A Poem

Neither Here Nor There is a poem that I’ve written to explain that feeling that adolescents often have of not fitting in anywhere and yet so desperately wanting to. I have tried to capture the memories of what it was like to be young and to feel like there was no place that was quite right for me in life. I have also tried to evoke the feelings of that time using some of the same language and formatting that I might have used had I tried to write the same poem as a teenager. It is intentionally formatted in a way that breaks the rules and doesn’t stick with one form or another but meanders through different options because that’s precisely what you do as a teenager who is trying to find her way in life. In the end, I’ve tried to give a vote of confidence in myself but there’s a little doubt in there that reflects the fake self-confidence that teens must exude before that real self-confidence is developed.


NEITHER HERE NOR THERE


I have always been a girl

Who was

Neither here nor there

Who was

Neither good nor bad

Who was never quite enough


I remember being stuck in gifted classes where I was smart enough to excel

But not smart enough to fit in

And way too smart to be happy

My supposedly gifted peers didn’t understand the ghetto speak of

My not-so-privileged friends

Friends who spent their time with me

Until the drugs and the babies came along

And I wasn’t quite daring enough or rugged enough or bold enough or crazy enough

To fit in anymore

Neither here nor there


I was here

Then I was there

Then I was nowhere


Teacher’s pet until I stopped going to classes

A boy’s lover until he broke my heart

A good daughter until I unleashed my acid tongue

A wild child until I pulled back and said enough is enough


I was never enough

Neither here nor there


Neither innocent nor soiled

I was the third based, oral doesn’t count, virgin slut

I was the fourteen year old nymphomaniac with the sober body and the straight A grades

I was the high school dropout with a house full of books

I was the girl doing nothing and everything at the same time


I was neither here nor there

I wanted to be here

I wanted to be there

I wanted to be somewhere

And to feel like enough


I thought it was a problem

This never fitting in

This never feeling right anywhere


Someone told me once that

There were cliques in my high school

I didn’t agree

Because I didn’t know they were there

I traipsed over boundaries and across lines I didn’t see

Because I wasn’t here or there enough to see them

I didn’t care what people thought of me

I didn’t fit in enough to care


And now I’m old enough to see

That sometimes it’s better to be neither here nor there

It opens up possibility

I can be here

I can be there

I can be everywhere

Everywhere is not nowhere

Being me is not nothing

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old albion 3 years ago from Lancashire. England.

Hi Kathryn. I felt you were unburdening your soul here. An absolute delight. Well done.

Voted up and all.

Graham.


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abbykorinnelee 4 years ago from Ripon Wisconsin

It's always an excellent poem when at the end you ask, "Are you talking about me?"


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Paradise7 5 years ago from Upstate New York

Wow, Kathryn. I didn't know you had it in you! Usually your hubs are so PRACTICAL! I'm really awestruck, and not only by the honesty but by the bridge between two worlds you just built. Congratulations and I hope you won!


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Frannie Dee 5 years ago from Chicago Northwest Suburb

The feelings are clearly expressed...great job!


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amymarie_5 5 years ago from Chicago IL

Great job! This poem captured my feeling in high school well. I found myself relating to this in so many ways. I rated this up and beautiful.


PWalker281 5 years ago

You captured that feeling very well!


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trecords0 5 years ago from DeLand, Florida

I love the honesty.


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qlcoach 5 years ago from Cave Junction, Oregon

I hear the pain and suffering here. I feel the personal growth here. Yes to the power of knowing that all of us have unconditional worth and value! Great writing; excellent poem. Peace and Light...Gary.

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