Her. Poem by Lorinda Harris

It's that girl agian.
her shirts to low.
it's that girl again.
her skirts shows to much.
it's that girl again.
with all the confidence.
think fast;
haw can i bring her down;
Think quick
what can i do to see her fail.
you spread rumors about her, like wild fire.
you didn't even know her name.
but you want to fit in with the 'gang'.
opening your mouth about things.
you 'think' are true.
not even seeing 'how rude.'
you actually meet her.
you try to forget everything you heard.
because deep in side she's a good person.
she's the realist friend you'll ever meet.
duh, she has her problems.
nothing she can't fix though.
It's her.
and she's loves everything thing about it.3
-Lo333