wannabe promqueen girls
pink glossy lips and nice hair
they are so beautiful it isn't fair
though they are so bitchy and so cruel
the ''nerds'' and pupulair'' always have to duel
girls wearing a low waist skirt
are treating us like old dirt
some walk with them casue they think it's cool
but to be honest they are the biggest fool
they do not seem to realize of what they do
making life's miserable like one of you
with high heels they are walking through our mind
all we want is peace but that's so hard to find
we are ripped away from this eart
is this what we ''nerds'' deserve
it's hard to keep on your little life here in hell
so we are crawling back into our shell
lots of make-up they are the ones who are fake
behind the mas we all break
head up high ,good smell and a necklage on the chest
this will be something that will never rest
they are laughing but we are crying
they are happy but we are slowly dying
when did this shit begun
we are afraid and we start to run
*** dit gaat over meisjes die alles doen om populair te zijn en hun andere vrienden er voor laten vallen.
en dat het nu niks uitmaakt hoe iemand zich voelt***
Reacties op dit gedicht
| little darkness: | Zaterdag, augustus 26, 2006 20:56 |
| supermooi! helemaal mee eens! Kus, Silke |
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| Goth_elf: | Zaterdag, juni 11, 2005 10:22 |
| hoi hoi, egt heel mooi gedicht! het klopt ook ik hou niet van die mensen... -xXx- Dorissa |
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| Oorlam: | Dinsdag, mei 31, 2005 13:40 |
| :-) idd weg met amerikaanse comedy's, doe mij maar carrie;-) | |
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: fairyofsuicide | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Pieps | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 31 mei 2005 | ||
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