“It’s what all the cool kids are doing,”
she said in all earnestness.
“I never tried to be cool.”
I replied.

Although it wasn’t exactly true.
I had tried desperately to be cool
when I was a kid,
but failed miserably.

So, I wondered,
who defines ‘cool’ anyway?
What if me and my friends
could have our own form
of coolness?

So we became conformed
by non-conformity.
Which in the end
wasn’t that cool either.

So, I wondered,
who defines ‘cool’ anyway?
What if the ultimate arbiter of ‘cool’
said we’re too die for.