Everybody's Favorite

Blonde hair and blue eyes, with a heart of plated gold-
No one could ever imagine that she could be so cold.
Blue-eyed icy stares, filled with such aggression;
Her faithful followers trail like a funeral procession.

A flip of her hair with perfect manicured nails-
Turns even the tannest kids pale.
How she has the power to do this, no one knows;
But her aura follows her wherever she goes.

Popularity is the key which keeps her engine running;
Her over-perfect looks, achieved by too much sunning.
A snap of her fingers brings all attention to her-
Yet, you can still remember how close of friends you were.

You grew up as neighbors, in a small, quaint town;
You and her was always seen playing around.
All through Elementary, your friendship grew and grew-
You relied on her, as did she relied on you.

But all good things, they come to an end;
Even though you both swore to always be friends.
Junior high changed her, but you just stayed the same.
Memories faded 'til she was only just a name.

How could you let her slip right through your grasp?
"It's not fair," you thought, "I thought that we would last."
But as you saw her, growing farther and farther apart,
Something inside you hurt: the tearing of your heart.

There was nothing you could do, so you let her go;
Now, years later, you just want to let her know:
That no matter what, her popularity, you hate it.
It's just because she's is now Everyone's Favorite.