She was the most popular girl

To many boys, she was the world

With her lush chocolate hair

And the sparkling blue stare

But she was not very happy

Still others were being treated unfairly

A struggling girl with big brown eyes

Neglected and sadly despised

A dark-haired, lonely boy

Seemingly drained of all joy

Was always picked on

And he felt like no one

And then some girls were circling

A smaller girl, who was trembling

Laughing and staring

Not even caring

But the popular girl had had enough

What these kids were going through was tough

So one day she came to school

The exact opposite of cool

She didn’t brush her hair

For the first time, she didn’t care

Wearing ratty, smelly clothes

And beige sandals showing her toes

Everyone was so surprised

That she helped the others rise

The brown eyed girl, the lonely boy

And the small girl, all restored of joy

And all because one girl noticed it

And did something about it

Instead of just standing to the side

And being nothing more than an alibi