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Skarlet D Jul 2015
Black finger nails,
Died hair,
Black clothes,
Tattoos on their bodies,
Black make up on their faces,
Metal, punk rock, dubstep,American electronic dance and others they like,
Piercings on the face,
Their lyrics,
Their thoughts,
The way they talk,
Has so much emotion they say so many words,
By just saying when
You  might know them by what they are called
Emo, punk, goth, and so on,

Glasses on their faces, Books in their arms and bags,
Knowledge in their head,
Hand up almost every time the teacher asked a question or says something incorrect,
They talk like scientist doctors kings and or queen,
They  get A's and B's, Movies and TV shows they were suspenders,
They don't  have so much of the fashion you call swag,
A lot of people called them by the stereotype, Geeks and nerds,

A smile on her face, Flowers in her hair,
Love in her heart, Positive thoughts in her head,
Has big dreams,
And so creative,
Has a sense of fashion, Well for a girly girl,
Her eyes sparkle,
While her teeth shine as white as snow,
I like to call her Skarlet,

They have swag,
Speak  with sass,
They call themselves Queens,
Not princess,
They stand out when being mistreated,
They speak loud it is time to express,
They  love you sisters,
They embrace themselves,
They know every trick in the book,
And they know all the rules of the games,
There quick and smart,
And know what you are and how you play by just one look at you,
These queens are called divas,

Now these girls I don't even have to give you a bunch of information, all I have to say is one word and that word is boy,
They eat, talk, and dress like a boy would,
Well most of them they are called tomboys and they love being one,

Society loves to judge people and who they are and what they are,
My identity will stay unknown,
But I want you to know is,
To always be yourself,
You are who you are and be proud of that.
Skarlet D Jul 2015
Imaginary girl walk to the street, with a black and gray on her body, her headphones on and rockin out, her eyes sparkle Bright Brown, a boy walks by, he does not know this or notice her, she gets sad, her eyes turn black, she starts to walk slower, thinking about how she is, what she is, why she was even brought to this world, she walks into the woods alone, she marks her spot, putting stuff down and run, she find an old abandoned house with a lost boy in it, he is about 16 years old, she is only 15, they walk for a while, he takes her hand and holds it tight, she takes him back to her marked spot, she starts to rub, he runs after her, he catches her and says these words, " I'm Jason, Skarlet ", She takes a closer look at him, and them runs away, he stays there and watches till she is out of site, he sits in the middle of nowhere, waiting, and waiting till she comes back, he says " she really is just an Imaginary Girl", he sits there for days, she never came back,

Imaginary Girl ~ A girl that no one pays attention to. Till she finds the one who really cares and loves her and then she runs away forever and becomes Imaginary to the person who loved her.

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