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Popularity Kills the Innocent
Pill, diet, pill, diet
Anything to be beautiful my darling
Stealing 20s out of your moms purse,
What happened to the 10 year old who wanted to be a princess?
She got consumed by the obsession of popularity like a tiger devouring a bloody meal.
Keep your feelings inside girl all we care about is a pretty face.
We all know your favorite candies cotton
Old friends have become enemies and lying is the new norm.
In your world crying yourself to sleep is an everyday thing.
You dream of a world where you didn’t lose your virginity to some rebel without a cause,
And nerdy Natali is still your best friend.
Although you love being popular, sometimes you look back and want to be the happy girl with braces and glasses again.
But don’t you get it?
Your obsession with being pretty and popular turned your life into a s***ty Tyler Perry movie.
Don’t the voices inside your head remind you of that every day?
Something people don’t understand is that even though you’re popular the thought of ropes and razors race through your mind.
Walking down your high school halls about to pass out from hunger
You wonder to yourself, where do I belong? What is my life?
That was the day one rumor ruined your identity.
Driving home tears pouring down your face and your head pounding and beating like a drum.
The voices got louder, and louder, and louder!
You shout “I can’t take it anymore!”
As your BMW crashed into a tree.
Sometimes a bully doesn’t have to be another person, it could be you.
But popularity kills the innocent.

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