10 March 2013
She's got the typical look, Straight hair in a ponytail. A Hollister shirt, Smallest size is too big. Trying to decide which pair Of ugg shoes to wear.
Do all her clothes come from Aeropostale? It's not possible. She's got style that's off the charts, I bet she's never even heard of Walmart. Her jeans are Abercrombie, Her posse follows her like zombies.
High class, Matched with her attitude and sass, The perfect combination For a perfect population.
Her dad's made of moneybags, Her mom out of jewels.
She seems so nice at the start, So funny, so smart. But you know deep inside she's a drama queen, At the age of fifteen. Ruling her own world, Being so mean.
She's got the typical laugh, Throwing her head back, Making sure everyone Can see her smile. She's got the typical walk, Everyone will part. Their gasps are the only sound. Honey, can you turn your "swag" down?
She's got a smile plastered on her face, She must glue it on in the morning, 'cuz it doesn't look genuine.
Can you see past her fake laugh, Matched with her nails? Can you see past her smile? 'Reckon it won't be there for a while.
She's got so many friends, So many inside jokes. Whenever she talks, It's a foreign language.
So many boys Swarming around her. She doesn't seem to mind, But she doesn't seem to care.
She's got the typical look, Where everything's perfect. Hair, eyes, clothes, Is it really even worth it?
It must be.
'Cuz she's got the typical look, Pom poms in her hand. Looks down on all the kids That are in the school band.
She never steps out of the house, I there's one single flaw. In her face, in her hair, Anything at all.
I've never seen one shirt that says it's from Old Navy, They're probably burnt into ashes or buried, maybe. She wears logos I've never heard of before, Dulce and Gabbona, so last week, such a bore. She's so perfect, as all her friends deem, I bet she's never had to use zit cream.
Her nose is up to the sky, She doesn't look you in the eye. But that girl thinks she stands on a pedestal, Doesn't have to try at all.
Girl, you think you're better than the rest, Well, let me tell you, You really aren't the best.
You're not a star, You're not a queen, You're just a young, popular, Typical teen.
Samantha Being Stereotypical • Opuss № I