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Hi there! Want to be my friend?
I'm a very popular girl!
Welcome to my dream!
Welcome to my world!

First of all we'll have to change
Your clothing and your hair.
I'll put on your makeup.
Right now you're just so... bare!

Now... you'll need to
say some things...
I'll prompt you. Just recieve.
Cuz right now your conversation
Is silly and naive.

Those friends of yours?
They're LOSERS.
They are not OK.
Just think and talk like one of us...
... we're happy as can be!

You have another problem.
That POETRY lacks class.
Just take all that writing
and throw it in the trash.

See! Now that you are not yourself
Now that you're unkind
Now that you're my
Queen Bee drone
and you don't have a MIND...

You are My Creation!
Oh, c'mon... don't be blue...
We welcome you to Stepford...

... where you're no longer YOU.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 5/22/2013

Though i fail
I try
Though i fell
I try
Though i am tied of  trying
I WILL TRY....

I  HATE  LIVING  BUT  I LIVE.
                  because
I  HATE  HURTING SO I LIVE.

Every sunrise has a sunset
Every day has a night
Every up has a down
Every start has an end
         BUT END
NEVER HAS AN END ....

Miss you
Miss you

                    WHAT  ACTUALLY  I  MISS ?
                                      
                                        BUT
Miss you
Miss you

I have a boyfriend
I shout to myself,
Pinching my upper thigh
And blinking away from
The sight of them.

She giggles and I notice
Her laugh is lopsided
And she's too short
To be that loud.
Her shoulders are too far forward
And even I notice the
Gross stain on her
Upper left canine
Between her braces
That are bright, neon green.

She's my best friend.

I don't mean to think of her in that way,
I love her like a sister.
But it pops into the front of my brain
When I see them together.

I don't even like him
In that way
Anymore.
I have a boyfriend,*
And all he was
Was a whispered fifth grade crush.
That's what I tell myself.

He looks at her like
She's a million bucks.

Her crooked teeth
Earn her six cents,
In my opinion.

I take it back within a second,
But the thought was still there.

Jealousy makes me into a monster.