Fane Oat

Rookie (2.14.96)

Popularity Blues

I tried so hard, to be my best,
To be popular like all the rest.
They stampeded through the halls, like wild Mustangs,
I wanted so much, to be part of their gang.
I was trying to impress her, with what I said,
Those big, fancy words that you have read.

Everything I eat and everything I wear,
They simply do not give a care.

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