Dark

Hidden in the dark
Hiding what I am
For all those people who look down
And say that I should change.

I sit there all alone at lunch
And watch as the others talk
And wonder what my life would be
If I were more like them

More of a prep
More of a blond.
More of everything
I don't know how to be

More of a girl
More of a cheerleader
What type of thing
Would that make me.

So I stay hidden
In this big world of ours
All alone to fend for myself
Since there is nobody around.

Just because I have to be prettier
Or more of a skank
More of something I think ranks
So what would that life be
A little plastic world

Foney
Fake
Sterile
Cheep
My world would be

So I sit here in the dark
Think of the so many ways
To go out into the light and see
What a fake world the world can be