She seems to have the perfect life

She walks down the halls,

Noticing the glares from the girls,

And the smirks from the boys,

She tries to ignore it,

As she continues to proceed,

But wispers feel the hall,

The girls say, "She's a bitch."

The guys say, "She's a slut."

She pretends she doesn't care,

But somewhere down the line,

She started to let the words,

Sink in,

As she started to believe lies,

And it pains me to see,

For this girl to be lost in a land of makebelieve,

I want to tell her the truth,

To take her from the pain,

To see this once happy girl,

Hold a real smile again,

And not just pretend,

For the truth is,

That the girls just want to be her,

Since she seems to have the perfect life,

So out of jealous, they make up lies,

While the boys, will be boys,

Which are not men, for they two make up lies,

Since they can't get her in bed,

But that's what they are,

Girls and boys,

Who have not yet went through enough,

To understand what pain really is,

Maybe that's why they pick on her,

Since she's grown up,

Over the years,

And there stuck where they were,

She holds her life like it's perfect,

To make them satified,

Since deep down,

She knows,

They pick on others,

So they feel better,

About themselves,

But what they do not know,

Is that the life they see is fake,

Her is not even close to perfect,

But who's is,

But in her years,

She been left by,

A boy she really loved,

And yes I said boy,

Since he ran,

If he was a man,

He'd atleast explain,

Unless something happened,

Then forgive me,

He is a true man,

Unlike many of there age,

She holds more pain,

Deep inside,

Which she lets no one see,

In fear of hurting them,

But in truth,

Were always there for her,

But until she ready,

To share,

I'm still so proud,

To call this woman,

Who grown over the years,

My best friend,