i don't understand the highly coveted title
of "popular".
all it can do is leave many scars.
it means all the girls
will wish you dead.
all the boys just wanting to get you
in their beds.

with everyone calling you
a whore and a slut.
all the while you're thinking
you're anything but.

you think that they love you
but every hug and smile will soon come
to your undoing.
it's a stab in the back
they'd all enjoy seeing your face smashed
with a bat.

so next time you see them waving
remember that to them
you're in the way
not something they're purposely saving.
on the inside they're caving in
jealousy rears it's ugly head.
because you were chosen
not them instead.

don't think the title means you're pretty
and it definitely doesn't make you witty.
you're the object of my pity.
because i know what they
really want.

maybe it isn't fair.
and you're right
they don't care.
but does it really matter what they think?
you don't have to wear
your hair like that.
you don't have to pretend
you think in pink.

love michelle.