First, you're a cheerleader
Blonde hair and such
You prance with glee
Until you are sucked into the hole we call life
Now you are a jock
You can kick the ball so far
You are on the team
That wins every single time
Now you wear all black
And your smile is never shown
You sigh and never laugh
And you keep a knife on you all the time
Now you're a delinquent
Wearing all orange
You sleep on a rock iron bed
All for what you do before this
Now you're a superstar
You can sing, you can dance
Millions of fans cheering
And you just can't wait for a second album
But now you're a scandal
Posing for a camera
Wrapped in only a thin, white sheet
In trouble with the press
You're now what you called a nerd
No friends, no life
You sit alone with your paper and pen
And you D&D is your passion, your love
Now you're a drunk
At fifteen, such a shame
No matter ho much you try
The drink is too much for you
Now you're a disappointment
To whoever you speak to
You slur and you giggle
And you sit home alone
Now you're a killer
You shoot your black gun
Stealth, silent
And you can help no one
Now you are dead
Your body is buried
You cannot uprise
You are silent, gone with the smooth air
What's the point
Of having a pencil
When everyone
Draws out your life for you
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GReat job! terrifc! Im astonised. WOW!
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AWESOME
Hannah I love this poem. You portrayed the stereo types perfectly
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Whoa thats deep
This is really good and deep its intersting and has a touch or sadness and happiness its awesome keep writing!!! -
for a first poem this is quite impressive. the inner message is strong and clear. it shines nicely in the poem. you presented this peice very well, and i applaud you for this being a first poem! great job!
-unbreakable3
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