Trying to be the Queen Bee,
but to them you're just a wannabe
Acting so cool with your makeup and shades,
but to the audience you're just a fool
She's the Queen, you're a wannabe
I wonder how you don't see that
She's got her pack, and you have none
Do the math you'll never win
With your high heels and cocky smirk
Can't wait to see the day you go berserk
All rulers have a downfall,
and you, sweetheart, ain't hers
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This is about a girl who tries to hard.
She desperately wants to fit in, so she tries changing herself. She acts so cool, trying to beat the Queen Bee at the popularity game but she's doomed to lose. She is the joke of the class, the girl that people laugh at the second she turns her back.
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Poetry of A Broken Girl
PoetryThis is poetry that I wrote to channel my darker side when my friendship with the two most important people in my life ended, it's very relatable to people who have been betrayed or misled or abandoned. Enjoy. (Completed)
