Thoughts of the "Middle Girl"
What happens when I try to be better I want to be popular But it doesn't really matter, does it? I will always be labeled I will always be treated Like what I am Middle A blade of grass Unnoticeable Who cares? I might be teased next Bullied There is so much drama That no one cares about The middle girls don't get into trouble But they do So much Unfair
*This poem does not necessarily mean that I am a "middle girl". This is just how I suppose it feels.
ReahDroof · Thu May 07, 2009 @ 10:30pm · 0 Comments |