<p>I don't know why I'm posting this poem, but I am because I think it's true to life (and especially high school) it's a creative imitation.</p>
<p>`Every lonely person will find a mending,
Every lonely person will heal and live,
And friends, that are there so sociably accepting,
Will help a friend by and by.</p>
<p>Popular people will all be forgotten,
And friends are friends until dead,
The nicest cars and clothes are useless
And conformity shades the unique individuals.</p>
<p>Come back, real people! Wonderful uniqueness, remain!-
But embarrassment looms on, and does, not ceasing,
Though people will conform, and individualism will end,
And the dance nights set unique hearts yearning.</p>
<p>Come back, real people! Wonderful uniqueness, return!-
But creativity and identity are dead,
And among us hovers a mist of conformity,
People pass, people pass, and know not themselves.</p>
<p>I feel like posting this because it helps me to cope with my issues. Friends will be friends even if people who you thought would be really cool end up being total insensitive jerks.</p>
<p>Sorry I needed a rant.</p>