Popular - Poem by fugly fool
Are you willing to cheat your way to the top?
Just so you are considerd
Elite and part of the 'crowd'?
Like the razor in the hands of a child
Popularity is murderous.
Do you want to be lied by some...
but hated by most?
Tear families and friendships
Go ahead... be my guest.
What happens when the dream ends?
Where do you go then?
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