The Forbidden Land of Popularity

There is a place where laughter, trends and rumours grow.
And I just can’t wander over-the gate is closed.
But we all know, if the gate opened I wouldn’t have survived, even so.

A friend of mine took off to this land.
She had a pass to get in.
A helping hand.

She opens the gate, and closes it-with her inside.
She looks at this land, then back at me- 
Her walk is now a stride.

She has not left me, we sit by the gate and talk.
Sometimes she will jump the fence on the bad days.
But, I never cross, that land is forever blocked.


 
c

crisscross

NY

17 years old

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