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Cheerleading Queen
Manipulating outcomes behind the scene
She runs the halls
Commands attention
Acting surprised
As boys fight for permission
To carry her books
All because of her Goddess looks

Justified, yes
Fair, of course not
Who said life was just
Grow up and worship her in lust
Teenage Goddess
You ruled my school
When I was young
It meant so much
To idolize your image
From across the hall
Faithfully waiting
To spring at your beck and call

Instead, you deceived
You crumpled scrap paper into a ball
To throw in my face
Smiling
Your girlfriends laughing hysterically
To shouts of loser and lowlife
I took your abuse
I soaked in it all
Because I worshiped you
I dreamt of living an eternity beneath to sole of your shoe

You're popular
Queen of the jungle
Doors open with little effort
Golden crowns find you without competition
Your love interests flock and compete for your attention
Inferior guys like I
Can only imagine your kiss
So we were grateful for
Every moment's degradation
To gain a lifetime of sweet memory
Of your glorious smile
Given under false-pretense
For a simple laugh at my sole expense

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