Plastic

She smells of sugarcoated plastic and it makes me sick
Especially how she finds it fun to play with their heads
Like robots, they listen, they preach and they praise
Walk this campus praising her name
She should be an actress, after all, she craves attention
Tries her hardest to muster up unnecessary tension
I sit in this corner and wonder how that thing above her neck works
Lies her way through this world.
I think it would be best if I just stay away
Hope for better days
Plastic heart, plastic mind, plastic words
Rude, manipulating, plastic girl