Popularity Poem by Annie Janine

I keep peering into
your eyes

looking for you
looking for my friend

but they're glazed over
with nothingness

I can no longer see into
your soul

you're sick
sick with popularity

it's eaten your soul and now I can't find you
I'm looking for you

can't you see?
I'm searching
searching
searching

for a cure
something to save you
my only friend

but I can't find one
it's too late

this disease is deadly
and it's already killed you