Plastic

by Tammy   Jun 12, 2006


People all ways say
they wish they were like Barbie.
But i don't.
To have 3 fake friends
who say they love you to your face,
but behind how much of a slu*you are.
To sleep around with ken,
But still move in on Theresa's man.
To wear a fake smile so i look
OK with whatever i say or do.
Prance around in skimpy cloths.
Always to be known as a ho*
People don't think i can fail
So more pressure on me.
To be plastic.
The girl, for i am a role model.
But inside longing to just be normal
The Guys, hate me now, but soon
I am there dream girl.
I get out grown,
thrown a way and distorted.
To get dressed up for nothing
But always i get dressed down.
Always in side
I wear a frown.

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