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Uploaded by on Jan 22, 2012

TEAMRAW Poets Club presents Dynamic Poets Crew "D~P~CEE"

The social arrangement of these teenagers has to stop,
The not so pretty girls are seeing dangers when others mock,
Crying in a depressive state letting others opinions choose their fate,
No longer should we partake in this who is the prettiest test,
Even truly pretty girls subconsciousness is ugly at its best,
Because the twisted minds of kids send their plagued opinions to the rest,
A lust for pretty blue eyes is why the brown eyed girl cries,
Teaching them everything from self hatred to believing the rumor's lies,
So they sit sadly in their sorrow for the opinions of themselves others borrow,
Only to give it back to them even more misconstrued,
The so called perfect skinny look that is being pursue,
Some comments are passably judgmental while others are just rude,
They critique their hair with the silent stare proof that genetics aren't fair,
But that's the game of life living not to live but just to die,
Some end it with a knife some purposely OD to watch their brain fry,
Parents cried god sighed for the devil resides inside the minds that blind the truth of what their allufe comments really do to the rest of the youth,
So this puerile hatred has to stop I say,
I see it throughout the schools everyday,
It is the test of the best rest who is considered cool,
Others are depressed because they're so cool,
But I am not impressed by those ignorant fools,
They look good while others stressed about their opinions in the school,
He has nice clothes and nice shoes in a contest all others lose,
Someone has a style no others choose,
All the kids will verbally abuse,
His ego is beaten till it leaves a bruise,
And the cool kid continues to cruise,
Feeling insignificant because hes weak,
Some call him pipsqueak some call him freak,
They tare him down so he is afraid to speak,
The retched smell still lingers,
All the kids point fingers,
The bees attack others with their verbal stingers,
So this puerile hatred has to stop I say,
I see it through the schools everyday...

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