Description: The meaning of this poem; Every one is screwed up some how.
I wrote this when I was at school. I was taking notice at how many 'clicks' there are. Some people think they're better then everyone else, some think they're no good at all. I think I rank somewhere in the middle. I don't relaly feel like I belong, but sometimes I do. It changes every once in a while. But I've learned that I don't need to compare how popular I am to anyone else, or how pretty I am.
I'm unique, just like everyone else. I really love that saying.
I always found following my own path insted of the crowd was where I needed to be. Sounds llike you have found this as well. Many doors will open for you. You are a strong young lady, with great insight into the world around you.
Almost forgot. No real gripes about this one. Just wanted to share my insight and relation to it.
I suppose you don't really need a comment but I'd just like you to know that this is great. Its short and to the point and couldn't be more true. Perfection is a an impossible goal, and its not really worth the effort if you lose yourself to be more popular and part of those perfect, in-crowd girls.