by Abbey (13 years old)
(Worthington, Ohio)
What makes the "in crowd" in,
I don't know,
But I know,
I lost a friend,
to that crowd,
They laughed at me,
And stole her away,
They were the ones with the rich parents,
Who had the newest,hottest things,
The top dogs,
They pretended to take,
her under their wings,
Pretended to be her friend,
Then stabbed he in the back,
I just stood and watched,
My heart was broken,
My hands were tied,
My mouth stayed shut,
She changed,
After that,
She was mean,
And still put me down,
Will I ever get my friend back,
The one I loved back,
the one that I lost to the "in" crowd
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