Popular

i'm popular
that's good
right?

i have lots of
friends
i talk
i smile
i laugh
i nod

opinions
i don't have an opinion
mine always agrees with yours
people like that
being told they're right

my smile has become
a mask
my laugh comes from
a machine

ever heard
"everyone's friend
is no one's"
it's true
im everyones friend
and now
there's no one
who's truly
mine

Who am I?
I don't know anymore
I'm whoever
they
want me to be