The Popular Trend

The Popular Trend
By: Allison Buford

A small town with a small school
Two friends who act like fools
We laugh all day
We fight, we play
Those were great days, but things would be changed
I moved from the school, my life rearranged
But she followed me to WMS
A friend, my friend, the very best
A roaring gym of students, they are much too loud
I am used to a small 200, not this much of a crowd
I cannot find her, my friend I promised to meet
That was a fearful moment, but not yet my defeat
There were many days that were just as before
But over time I found my best friend wanted more
She went through groups, dragging me on her way
I saw her turning superficial, but she said it was okay
Taking me along, I believed that she was true
But to her real intentions, I had no clue
Slowly but surely she made me a fool
My tortuous prison was now called school
Her poisonous words stung me deep
And after each day I would weep
After a while I realized what she wanted
And the anger inside me was truly haunted
To be popular was her choice
And also to extinguish my voice
I lost a best friend
To the ‘popular’ trend