I See You

I See You, walking around school

You're not who you seem to be

You're not who you say you are

You sacrifice character for popularity, a gilded possession

You know  you're in the wrong

Yet, you don't change, not even a little

You see a fellow peer in need, but completely ignore it

You see your "friend" in need, and you rush to "help"

But is that person really your friend?

Why do you help your friend?

Because your friend is in "desperate" need?

Or because if you don't help your friend, you'll lose your popularity status?

I think we both know the real reason

You cower in the blankets of "status" that cover you

And if you let go of those covers, you'll be a "nobody"

You'll be alone, just like those nerds and try-hards

You could not be more erroneous in your notions

You'll be a bigger "somebody" than you ever have been

You'll be yourself, not someone society wants you to be

Take those covers off, discover your personality

I See You, walking around school

You now steer away from the norm

No longer gilded, but a denizen of confidence

You know who you are, and who you will be