watching and whispering
the cold air freezes their feet
I could never be like them
every movment perfect every smile counted
crowds would form and whispers would scream
a bizzare and twisted teenage dream
when all eyes our down
no one can see
really they are just the same
just like you and me
the most popular girl looks in the mirror
what does she see ?
someone just like you and me
so I guess being popular is overrated
there is too many mirrors
for people just like you and me
