You're a cheerleader
And you hate fake people.
You're rich at school
But poor at home.
You do good in school
But you haven't learned anything at all.
You may be part of the cheer squad
But you want to be the one booing.
Your life seems simple
But its complicated.
You show your love for life
But wish you where dead.
Noticed by everyone
But wishes to be absent in the world.
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