Charisma
charisma poem he streak through the hall all the girl begin to hyperventilate when he walk by but i dona't think hea's so special hea's just a shrivel up used piece of toilet paper he get high-five from all the other blockhead jock when i try to act cool i get laugh at he walk towards his locker which be right next to mine he star at himself in the mirror grab his stupid book and with a twist of the palm and a flip of the shoe slam his locker slam it so hard that all my book come tumble out of my locker and i become surround in a sea of literature and binder a whata's the big idea you justin bieber wanna-be a i yell across the hall he stop in his stride spin around fast than michael jackson in sock on a hard-wood floor he step toward me sweat bead begin to form around my head he pick up my book and vigorously hurl them back into my locker make a huge mess he slam my locker and jam it a if ia'm justin bieber than youa're ugly betty a he casually say he run off to the door of his 1st period class and jump in his classroom right a the late bell ring now ia'm sit in the hallway with a jammed locker and a blank face now ia'm sit in lunch detention reflect on this morning that kid get away with everything stupid justin bieber & x85