How are you lying here?
Cold, Forgotten, Worthless?
Just yesterday you were the prom queen,
The beauty, Mrs.Thing.
You were the girl who everyone wanted to be and be with.
And now,
Now you’re less than me.
“Ignore her, he’s just a loser.”
You always thought you were better,
Smarter,
Prettier,
More dateable.
I never thought that all the makeup was pretty.
Clowns never are attractive cause the makeup comes off eventually.
You always thought you were cooler since the jocks thought you were hot,
Because you had the lead in the play and since you had followers.
But hunny,
You weren’t more than a piece of gum
That got used and thrown away. Trash.
So miss cool, how are you lying here?
Think hard. Cause you thought you could skate through life.
Looks don’t get you far; they might get you half way across the street.
But it requires brain power to get across the other half.
Maybe you should have walked instead of standing there,
the speeding car might have not even hit you.