Run
Hide
Cry away your tears
Just b/c you cant
Look like Britany Spears
Your Fake
Your Nothing
You have no personality
You hide from reality
Your make up
Your preppy clothes
You hoes
Undercover Hoes
The only place you'll be
@ 21
Is a bar
Play your fake act now
And how it goes
You'll turn into nothing
And everyone already knows
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem