Cliffs of popularity

I am Hanging
Dangling by a finger
Swinging from the Cliffs Of Popularity
Over an ocean Of Sadness
Of tears and taunting
Of insults,
Of crying and torture
looking up, i see my
lifelong friend
shielded by a wall
of popularity
i look to her
she looks at me
i cry out
she doesn't lift a finger
just looks
just looks
and turns
away
i fall





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