I am

I am crying,
I’m surely dying,
They are buying,
But, they are lying,
I hate the lying, but we have to keep buying,
The stress,
And the mess,
Of trying to be blessed,
By the one who is best,
But, this is middle school,
When it determines if you are cool,
I guess I am fool,
I’m stuck in this maze,
I’m really fazed,
I am buying.

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