How Miss Emo fell in love with Mr. Popular
by Astraea
My friends sneer at him. We want everything to disappear, So we can be alone. No one to judge us. No one to shoot us down. The star, The leader, The winner, The great. The sad, The lonely, The misjudged, The forgotten. This is how Miss Emo fell in love with Mr. Popular. (Thanks to a quizzila writer who inspired this poem, and the banner for the story made by mollymarica. Thank you.) |
