Pass at a stereotype

She used to laugh

And now she cries

She just can’t see what they despise

She tries ever so hard

For her acceptance discard

So she’ll see the days

The days where you spend your time crying,

Watching the outside seeing happiness, spying,

Wondering why, so hard you try,

And still

They

Don’t see,

How hard you try to be

Something good.

The days were slow, and now they’re fast,

Days of smiles and happy disposition past,

You see how long it took,

To capture the popular look,

Useless.