Outcast

 

She grew up

among the stars

they never noticed

she was there

they never asked her

to come and play

she was never invited

to birthday parties

they spred rumors about her

almost everyday

they said they were sorry

but she knew they were'nt

the barbie dolls, and plastics

and cookie cutter girls

could never understand

the pain of an outcast

so she just let it go

she ignored her hardships

and her imbarassment

she just kept walking

she walked  alone

one step at a time

and before she knew it

she was used to it

sitting alone at lunch

sitting alone in class

sitting alone on the bus

 sitting alone

that was what she did

she sat

but at the same time

she faught

she faught the war

between her

and the plastics

she faught

but she lost

she lost, once again

 to the power

of popularity

because she knew she could'nt win

she knew she could'nt win against them

but she still faught

she gave an effort

she tried her best

not to let them get her down

but in the end

we all know who the real losers are

the plastics

because their not truly happy

because when you've got nothing

you've got nothing to lose

but in their case

they could lose everything

they've got friends

but tomorow

their friends could be gone

they are too perfect

they try too hard on their looks

they are selfish snobs

who only care about them selves

so let them be popular

let them not be happy

let them be selfish

because I don't care

do you?

 

Reviews

[salvador (camuel choisu..]

I felt the passion that went into this poem great writing keep it up and do not loose the passion for them.

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

There is such wisdom in your words. You have done a great job of finding the happiness and strength within.

[Kia-chan!]

Thank you both :)

[Harley Ann]

We seem to have a lot in common. I can't stand the feel of writing with chalk, either lol.
I know what the girl in this poem feels like, because a few years ago I was that girl.
Admittedly, I had maybe three friends, but they were this girl, too. And to build on what your friend Jess said, I like to think we WERE the strong ones, because people tend to like being around people who aren't snooty. Hence, we're the popular ones now, and certainly not in the way the plastics are. :)
I like this. Other than grammar and spelling mistakes, it's great. keep it up :)

[Keevan]

i liked it K.M.! It shows that the girl in this poem has strength! and you made a lot of spelling errors...so look into those.
And you stole what i call the "plastics" as you say. Calling them Barbie Dolls was MY idea!!!
(BTW this is Jess)