Look at you,
with your perfect hair.
Always worried what cloths to wear.
Smiling at every guy you see,
and have the right to critisize me.
Every teacher depends on you,
your goal in life,
is to be cool.
If each of your friends had lives of their own,
you'd be standing there all alone.
You worry about what people think of you.
You don't have your own oppinion,
cuz you'd be a fool.
Tryin to catch up with everyone else,
trying real hard not to be your self.
Never speak unless spoken to,
only speak to people, who are good enough for you.
You stand with all your popular friends.
Never knowing what will become of you in the end.
You try to put on your lipgloss so perfectly,
and always have a brush right by you.
Other peoples opinions leave you in total terror....
God, I hate looking in the mirror.
Great Poem!!!!! You had me going until the surprise ending ...I love it ..I will be reading more of you ....thankyou, Lorraine :)
Scary.......cause this was both me and Dwayne at one time. Really inciteful. You show great promise in this field.
Scary.......cause this was both me and Dwayne at one time. Really inciteful. You show great promise in this field.