Trouble with Mean Girls

I remember how painful and confusing high school can be and this was for the girls in high school who made me feel small and made me hate who I was. 2007.

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The Trouble with Mean Girls...

They always spend time making others feel bad

I guess its to make up for something they don’t have

Maybe its a spine

Or maybe its a shame they don’t look this good?

Ow or it could be the fact that their parents didn’t teach em manners

Shame we can’t all point a finger at you and laugh 

Wish you could see how stupid you look when you tease me

Must be lonely being you, your surrounded by everybody

But nobody wants you, lonely girl

I actually feel sad for you

Not that you deserve that sentiment

There’s more to mean girls 

I can see the facade their hiding behind

Instead of hating of them I pity them

Someone must have really hurt them

Still doesn’t excuse their behavior

Nobody ever didn’t have a choice

Just some are more desirable than others

Shame I can’t point and laugh

Wish I could understand why you do this

Must have hurt so bad to make you like this

Surrounded but really all alone

I can’t hate you 

Not that you’d really care, right?

Mean girls must have a story

See this is how I figured it

Angry people are hurting deep

Time has made me strong and

Maybe there is still time for them to change

To stand up and push past their hurt

So we got to be real

Shame isn’t what keeps me from eyeing you

Maybe I was blessed to be an empathic

Or maybe at some point I stopped caring what you say

Because I gained this perspective

So you don’t have a prayer to bring me down

And maybe while you waste your time on trying to beat me

I’ll heal you in ways you don’t even notice

So be real and owe up

Its never too late for you

Pride and ego are for fools 

So don’t let them stand in your way

Of finding peace and changing

Taste my life 

Am I sad because of you?

Maybe at one time but I got over it

Why can’t you? 

Mean girl are you ruling your life

Or is pain

No matter how we live

Life goes on

Sad, happy or angry

How do you want to spend it?

We are just a smudges of ink

Life is what you make of it

So stop the hating Mean girls

Its time to put aside your anger

Life goes on

Sad, happy or angry

Spend it well

Never too late in my book

Oh yeah...never too late 

To make a change

Author's Note

Written May 23, 2007.