Love and hate, life and death, things that are intertwined into one. Written in verse |
Before I post the first chapter of the story, this story is written in free verse form, and will have alternative perspectives between the two main characters, that's all enjoy! James Rabid That is what I would call The girls at this school. Attention Seeking whores who Strive to be on top. Interpret as you may. Seeking Any semblance of a normal life A life they were so deprived of as children. Girls Like this deserve Failure and all its glory Sinking Into their own self-bubble Lower And lower they fall, but These girls will never ever hit rock bottom That would just be unethical Until That one moment where it all becomes too much Until the life they thought was glamorous Turns out not to be They Want to be noticed though Girls love the attention The names, good or bad, It’s all what they want. Fall, From grace some might say But I see these girls rising to the top someday Who knows our future president might be underneath that fake exterior I stay away, Watching from a distance, The hair flips, the half-hearted Smiles that suck you into Their desperate little world. I find this all so fascinating How these girls make their mark, tearing Worlds apart, most of all Breaking every poor boy's heart. And some not so poor boys I might add. But it’s the whole system of it all That I find is quite fascinating, Well drawn-out machines That run off attention, if the Attention stops, the machines die Fade back into the scenery and rust away. This, of course only happens In special cases, cases that Need to be studied and watched Cases like: Hayden Murphy |