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This Girls Song

Caution: Brutal Language

More questions arrive
As I strive
Finally with friends
Still following my own trend

Nobody knows
How bad my tears flowed
But does anyone see
The pain in me?

I shouldn't care
Seeing as, they've accepted my flair
But I still do
And thank God it's something new

Do they care
Likely not
I'm the new, weird, transfer girl
Not a cool robot

No place in their clique
Yet there I am
Quite different
And switching places, damn.

Never thought
I'd be in this state
After being so confident and proud
Someone flipped my plate

Be alone and bullied
Be queen of a clique
Be quiet and accepted
That's some weird shit

In all sorts of places
Yet nowhere to belong
That must be life
For this girls song

TaintedTulip

@TaintedTulip

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Your poem makes me recall my past.. It's better for me to have least true friends than a bunch of the member of the clique who always gossiping abt each other at the back

@adel_leia I completely understand and agree with you on that.

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