~Ashley's Ultimate Poem Collection~ (Updated frequently)

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Author's Note: This is probably not my best poem since I wrote in about five minutes. 

Popularity

Maybe it's not a bad thing, right?

Think again

It starts off in high school 

They're the ones who have a mean streak

And pick on all the "freaks"

They strut down the hallway 

Keeping their enemies at bay 

Everyone wants to be them 

Yet, at what cost?

When all empathy is lost?

To be popular 

Means to not care for others 

Who are not like them

To wear strange clothes

That are supposedly trends

Of the season 

Out of high school

Finally 

But it doesn't end there

There is still so much to bear

Those popular kids

Will now have to face the limelight

Which is so bright

Surrounded by paparazzi 

Being constantly interviewed

And observed under a microscope

Never getting a chance of privacy

Which is more important

Than a big paycheck

Than a sports car

Than a spacious mansion

So why would anyone want to be popular?

I'm unique 

And a free individual 

I'm happy that I don't have to deal with

Popularity