I am not popular
You are popular
She's not popular
She is popular
You are probely thinking aw a teenagers life.
Its not like what you think.
We hurt.
We cry.
We laugh.
We smile.
We have feelings.
We hate.
We get scard.
I feel like im alone in this world.
And at night I scream.
And in the day I cry.
I hope you know what Im saying.
Cause not alot of old folk know what im saying.
I myself sometimes dont know what Im saying.
So i try not to tell people how i feel untill i know how I feel.
I just leave it in.
And forever hold my peace.
I hope you are not like me.
Scard.
Confused.
Discouraged.
Unhappy.
you have to be like me to feel like I feel.