Dancers dance and poets write but the georgous ones win the fight

We act like loosers and some times boosers. We drink, we fight, but most of all we have fun every day and night. An unbarrible sight they may say, but we're hav'in fun in every way.

 PREPS: There the good ones, they give it all. Then we the "loosers" take the fall,     for the one's we dont know and the one's we call hoe's, why should we stay, they cant make us stay.  What i'll tell them, to there face, which they'll think is a discrase, is " i dont give a fck what you think,  hey give it moment blonde, and let it sink. Into that mini brain of yours, do you even know how to open doors? i dont need an answer, and not a care.... go ahead and give me that stare.... Fuck you is all i need to bare." they'll stare and gossip all they want, bring it prep i can take the taunts. I'm stronger than you, i can take it bitch, i wont touch me.

We"re not "loosers" (but we can be boozers) we could be : Goth, Emo, Cutter, Rocker, Stoner, Or like myself, your nuetral friends with the goths the emo's the cutters and even the stoners. We have all that to back us up, bring on, see your not that tuff.

omg that was a funny poem

              love ya'll      Roxy