poems r cool
yea so I was kinda sad today
idk why!
so i wrote a poem
Its called
Highschool wishes
Highschool, oh highschool
nothing seems to explain
the unknown and unsure
of which all seem to complain
so selective, for sure
with so many different cliques
from preps to goths
from skaters to hicks
all fighting between themselves
the so called "friends"
Where regrets are always common
and chains of rumors never end
In a glass case of selectiveness
where rejection is considered humane
a world where saying bff
may not mean quite the same
and then theres all the gossip
spreads like wildfire through the school
Its like survival of the fittest
where the rremaining are always cool
be careful of the friends you keep
they may just turn theyre back
stupid fights and yelling
gosh its highschool, not iraq
then theres silly relation ships
from which breed so many a problem
she stole my guy, he kissed my girl
its all just too much drama
and ofcourse you have the wannabees
to which fitting in is just too hard
they find it devestating to hear someone say
that yesterdays skirt wasent up to par
And when did being a jock
make a guy extremely cool?
I must have missed that memo
or not payed attention to that rule
the list of rules is endless
the highschool handbook it should be called
they tell you that lunchtime is not ideal
to trade your pokemon card
that tanktops make you slutty,
or that reading is for nerds
you say your not stereotypical,
it doesnt sound it from what ive heard
and to all those kids who try to act fake
to try to get someone to be your friend
making a tangled web of lies
wont help you ultimately win
so all this hurt, all this neglect
what does it all come down to?
well the answer to all this is as simple
as the problem 1+1=2
we should all just try and be ourselves
differences aside
because changing yourslef to suit another
may not help yourself inside
we all wish for certain things in highschool
and we may finally know what to do
but be careful what you wish for in highschool
because it may just become true.
okie dokes
im done
ttfn!
<3333 christina
idk why!
so i wrote a poem
Its called
Highschool wishes
Highschool, oh highschool
nothing seems to explain
the unknown and unsure
of which all seem to complain
so selective, for sure
with so many different cliques
from preps to goths
from skaters to hicks
all fighting between themselves
the so called "friends"
Where regrets are always common
and chains of rumors never end
In a glass case of selectiveness
where rejection is considered humane
a world where saying bff
may not mean quite the same
and then theres all the gossip
spreads like wildfire through the school
Its like survival of the fittest
where the rremaining are always cool
be careful of the friends you keep
they may just turn theyre back
stupid fights and yelling
gosh its highschool, not iraq
then theres silly relation ships
from which breed so many a problem
she stole my guy, he kissed my girl
its all just too much drama
and ofcourse you have the wannabees
to which fitting in is just too hard
they find it devestating to hear someone say
that yesterdays skirt wasent up to par
And when did being a jock
make a guy extremely cool?
I must have missed that memo
or not payed attention to that rule
the list of rules is endless
the highschool handbook it should be called
they tell you that lunchtime is not ideal
to trade your pokemon card
that tanktops make you slutty,
or that reading is for nerds
you say your not stereotypical,
it doesnt sound it from what ive heard
and to all those kids who try to act fake
to try to get someone to be your friend
making a tangled web of lies
wont help you ultimately win
so all this hurt, all this neglect
what does it all come down to?
well the answer to all this is as simple
as the problem 1+1=2
we should all just try and be ourselves
differences aside
because changing yourslef to suit another
may not help yourself inside
we all wish for certain things in highschool
and we may finally know what to do
but be careful what you wish for in highschool
because it may just become true.
okie dokes
im done
ttfn!
<3333 christina