Carolyn Carter, Grade 12
You scheming hypocrite,
Playing off your image of perfection,
Holding your head up high full of wit.
What would people say if they knew your true reflection?
You fake and phony foe.
How can you call yourself a friend?
Do you really think people don't know?
Your pathetic perfection is at an end.
Don't give up, you still have a fight left.
Perfection though is unreachable.
LIfe is not over yet.
Your purpose here is still reasonable.
Read and follow the word, turn back.
Before you find from others the forgivness you lack.