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High School Sharks

I can already hear the whispers Before I open the door Walking down the corridor Fluorescent lights beam down Illuminating, my faults “Look at her, she think she’s bad, doesn’t she?” High heels clicking on linoleum tiles Hips waving regardless of assaults Lips uncurled into a blank expression "How the hell am i going to get through this hall without slappingone of them?" Head up, eyes open but unseeing the ugliness of it all It happens everyday “I can’t believe all those guys like her, what the hell do they see in her?” “She’s just another whore” “I heard she’s not as smart as they say she is” “I knowww, she probably slept with the teacher to get into the A.P classes” “Yeah, that’s the only way, there’s not possibility of her having a brain," "she’s too cute” “She’s not that cute you know” “she’s probably just easy, all of those pretty girls are” “I wonder where she got all her clothes, probably from the 99cent store” “nah, too good for the 99Cent store, she probably stole it, stupid Mexican” “Haha, I know, she’s so poor, I bet she stole that purse too, it’s too nice for her” “She’s so straight-edge, tree-hugging, boy-friend stealing, attention hog..” “Stupid ugly ****” Oh PLEASE, they don't even know me Lord, spare me from these Barbie clones That spawn over generations Bleach blonde hair With purses as big as their bodies Hollow heads with a button nose These, Sharks, beady eyed, immense jaws yawning Try to eat victims alive In a single gulp Flock together like vultures mercilessly to consume Girls worthy of attention Blood-thirsty villains Disgustingly morose I laugh when I hear them whispering Their attacks Are bent on bending Twisting reflections in the mirror When really, it’s beautiful Inside and Out I know what I am and could care less About what they think Jealously.. Is flattery, Keep talking about me, your making me Famous Movie Star Status, I have what they Want I let them feed on my inner glow It’s what attracts them, you know Until they get so full of me That they EXPLODE

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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