Turning into stupid preps
Continually trying to protect their reps
Hiding cowardly behind their lies
Why not? To them its their best disguise
But I can see through all of that
And I refuse to be their door mat
The sad sad part is they think they're cool
But truly, they are the biggest fools
And some people actually fallow this act
Sadly refusing to see the fact
of how they will never be
I can see the way they look at me
their courage and standards are disapating
they're taking the form their new "friends" are creating
To anyone real its easy to see
the pathetic people they're turning out to be
I look upon the people they're creating
to be honest, it's truly infuriating
They are the biggest hippocrates
But that's still not the worst part of it
you see, I'm starting to lose my friends
But who knows what's waiting around the bend
For they are not my only friends
Their future image just will not mend
This piece of art means no offence
It's simply the blood on my hands, I'm starting to rinse
It's sad that I had too go to these legths
It's as if I'm standing on top a fence
Not knowing which side to jump off to
Both are if-y. I guess I'm screwed
I'll just try to live the best I can
For who knows which way I'll land
Comments
-
good
i love how the words flow. I have some friends like this sadly who are preps and this fits my feelings for them very well.
p.s. i would applaud you more but i only have one left.
-
welcome to allpoetry
Unfortunately this is the way it is a lot of the time. This has brought back many memories. You did an excellent job venting with this piece... turning it into art. Keep writing, it's an awesome outlet.
Enjoy the site!

~Kristy -
-
Thankyou
Thankyou, for commenting. Your veiws will always be appretiated as long as your commenting on the acctual poem.
-



