I am a girl that hates popularity.
I wonder how my life will end.
I hear nothing but fear.
I see what i like to believe.
I want to be just FREE.
I pretend that life will last forever.
I feel the frightening thoughts in my life.
I touch my face and wonder.
I worry that i am a Individual.
I cry when i see then laugh at me.
I am a gurl who hates popularity.
I understand that this cant be real
I say why me?
I dream that i will become a stranger.
I try so hard to fit in.
I hope they will understand me.
I am a gurl who hates popularity.
* i made this poem up and i hope everyone likes it please rate it*
