Popularity.

Walk around
with your head held high.
Your words negative
Condescension in your eye.

Take all I have
to offer you
and more.

The very thought
of you is
what I most deplore.

Hurt me with your 'goodwill'
Burn me with your smile.
As long as you talk to me,
It only hurts for a little while..

Your acceptance is what I covet,
to be 'in' with you.
As long as that is accomplished,
what more could I want to do?

Is that really how you see me?
A pitiful lump of clay to mold?
A person who is silver,
but you want to paint them gold.

Grace me with your presence,
but I couldn't care less.

Just turn and walk away.
Save your hate for another person,
another day.