To the Cool-Kids-Club

To the Cool-Kids-Club

 

You think I'm that shortie

The one who actually cares about her grades

The one who wears the Taylor Swift headband all the time….

 

You think I’m weird

Just because I'm not like you

But I wanna ask you something

 

Am I weird?

 

Or are you?

 

Slacking off

Upbeat music

Breaking the Rules

These are the qualifications of the cool-kid-club

 

When you agree to these

You automatically go from

Zero to a hero

 

You're Not weird anymore.

 

School

Books

Geeky

These are the qualifications of nerds

Of Geeks

Of Me

 

You think I'm weird

Cause I don’t like slacking off

I don’t like upbeat music

I don’t like breaking the rules

I don’t like you

 

I don’t really care if that sounds harsh.

 

It’s the truth.

 

Stupid people like you

Dedicate their pathetic lives

To being cool

 

But when you are cool

Are you really?

 

To me

Being part of the cool-kid-club

Isn’t worth it

 

Sure, you get friends

You go to wild parties

You hardly ever get the blame

 

THIS IS PATHETIC.

THIS IS WRONG.

 

I’m not going to sugar-coat it

If you continue this path

YOUR LIFE'S GONNA SUCK

EVEN MORE THAN IT DOES NOW.

 

There.

I’ve said it

 

Being part of the cool-kid-club

Is because something in your life has happened

And you want to forget it.

 

But

No matter how hard you try

You won’t forget it.

 

In reality

There is no cool-kids-club

To me

There is no cool-kids-club.

 

Because we are all cool in our own ways

 

Admit it

We are all weird

Whether you like it or not.

 

You don’t have to part of the cool-kids-club to be cool.

 

SO HURRY UP AND DISBAND YOUR STUPID CLUB ALREADY!!!!

 

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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