Smiles once had a meaning,
When everyone wasn’t so demeaning.
Juice boxes used to make us happy,
Their was a time when everything wasn’t so crappy.

We used to throw fits when we didn’t get what we want,
Now walking down the hall we see every girls butt.
Our mothers used to pick out what we wear,
Now all of us are dyeing our hair.

Sugar was our weakness,
Before high school made us like this,
All grown-up and full of lies,
With drama, gossip, and teenage guys.

Quickly eager to be on our own,
With texting fingers glued to the phone.
Thinking other things are better so we seek a way outta school,
But when we walk into the real world we look like a fool.



Copyright ©2009 Brianna