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They wear mini skirts,

Short shorts; jeans,

Tank tops; huge sunglasses,

The usual shit girls wear.

 

But then you see her,

All black; buckles and chains,

Platform boots; black eyes,

She stands out among everyone.

 

Yet she is stared at,

Gawked at; avoided,

Not appreciated for being herself,

For just being different.

 

Just because she doesn’t dress the same,

Doesn’t wear normal accessories,

Her make up is all dark and thick,

Just because she’s different.

 

They just expect everyone to be the same,

Be into the same fashion,

Same music genre; act similar,

They don’t care what she’s like.

 

Since she’s different from all the girls,

She’s forever an outcast,

A nobody that’s stubborn to change,

To be normal.

 

But in fact she is normal,

Being yourself is normal,

They’re stubborn and scared to be themselves,

None of them just don’t see it.

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