Life In The Bubble

The prettiest young lady
will never receive compliments
and encouragement is giving grudgingly
ridiculed behind her back
picked apart from head to toe
she is isolated, lonely
left out as punishment
for receipt of supernatural beauty
over which she had no control

The superstar talent
will never get real affirmation
friendship
a threat to his peers,
who envy the supernatural gift
without considering the hours of dedication
the never ending drive and desire
the commitment that most never apply
to their divine purpose of existence
rather, he will learn to hold all
at arms length
and seek the double meaning behind
the selfish manipulative intent of
every smile

The strikingly handsome boy
will always be the most lonely
girls assuming conceit in an attempt to
dismiss their own fear and insecurity
guys assigning labels of punkdom
any reason to test him
to mark him, scar him
hurt him and bring him back to
their reality

The phenomenally poised girl
will seem distant and discreet
simply because she is not loud and boisterous
and her gift of posterity will be
looked down upon
used as a weapon against her
because the common hate is
focused on her for
attempting to love herself and
display it in her very demeanor

How hard it must be
to live life in the bubble
placed there by others
watching normal interaction and play
trying to participate in it
hoping for an offer, a token of genuine acceptance
but always on the inside looking out
because of refusal to settle
to lessen themselves
to give in to peer pressure's demise