Accomplice

You call yourself accepting,
You claim to be a friend.
But what happens when you overlook?
What happens when the friendship ends?

Your constantly changing your opinion,
You now judge from the outside, in.
Making friends from their look,
As if confirming someone else is a sin.

Following the majority of your crowd,
Your hatred has no motive.
Half the time, you don't know why,
Your just another follower of the insensitive.

Opposing is accepting,
At least in your rule.
Befriending your true friends,
By your crowd, I guess that's "cool."

Another changed opinion,
Just going the "trendy" way.
For once, just realize what you're doing,
Realize it right now, today.

You're just another follower,
Constantly changing opinion.
But, the same thing will happen to you,
The friends will leave, the hatred begin.

If it goes around, it'll always comes around,
You're going to get berried in their history.
Just another lost soul,
Another outcast, that's what you'll be.

They're constantly singling out,
Realize it or not, the next one is you.
And when it happens,
Who is left to run to?

© Amanda Simons 7th Grade, Genesee Jr/Sr High, Genesee, Michigan, USA

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