A poem that uses robots as a metaphor for popular girls. Rated "K." Please R&R.
I wrote this poem as an assignment for a creative writing class in high-school, and I got an A.
Can't think for themsevles
Can't go anywhere alone
Dress like us
Talk like us
Think like us
But nobody ever tells you that it's fake
Don't let them take over your mind
Don't turn away from warmth and love for cold and hate
These girls aren't even each other's friends
They talk behind each other's backs
They insult one another
Dress like us
Talk like us
Think like us
They're clones
Being one of them is a lifetime game of follow the leader
They're dead inside
Sacrificing individuality for popularity
Group mentality is a powerful thing
Dress like us
Talk like us
Think like us
All it took for me to hate these shallow phonies
Was a message written on my pink winter coat
These robots are tin-man hollow inside and outside.
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