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