I am nobody,
but I want to be part of the in crowd.
Everyday I am surrounded by people who just seem to get it.
They don't even have to try and everyone flocks to them.
They are loved and welcomed, who I fantasize to be.
I play my part but no one knows I exist.
I just follow the mass of people migrating to warmer weather
stopping here and there to catch my breath, never catching up with the pack.
I wear the latest clothes and attempt the makeup trends.
I even try to mold myself to fit society's image.
But I cannot help who I am.
I am a girl of few words.
Talents to be shared but not enough courage to display them,
afraid to crack a smile for the fear of rejection,
censoring my every move to avoid being judged for my actions.
Why can't I be the one who is not intimidated to speak my mind?
Why can't I be the one who looks best in their clothes and feel good in them too?
Why can't I be the one everyone yearns to talk to and be friends with?
It's all I dream about, but as always
my dreams fade away at the sight of reality.
I am nobody,
but I want to be part of the in crowd.
By: Andrea Pannoni
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