The absence of a capital letter at the start of each line is intentional.

You see those girls

you know the type:

all blonde hair and fluff

and bright blue eyes

that make young hearts flutter

and old ones sigh.

The caring mother, full of despair,

pulls them aside, pats their hair

takes one look are cries in their ear:

"You're not going out like that are you, dear?"

They sigh and tut

and roll their eyes.

"You're so old fashioned!"

No big surprise.

I could be that girl.

The one whose greatest worry

is split ends

and why David or Luke or Johnny

hasn't called back yet.

Does this skirt go with this belt?

It's so unfair, Dad!

But I need it!

But I'm not.

I have no mother.

She didn't want me.

and yet still, I want her.

I long to feel her

wrap her arms around me

swear she'll never leave me

hear her whisper my name

into my hair:

Monique.

I had a glimpse of reality once.

For a few blissful weeks

I found myself

in a school that taught kids

rather than messed up their genes.

and then it was taken from me.

and I was reminded how fragile life is.

how like a snow globe

all it takes

is one shake

and then you find yourself

upside down.

Don't get me wrong.

I know the grass isn't always greener on the other side.

Sometimes your demons haunt you

sometimes new ones hide.

And don't think I'm mistaken.

I'm no fool.

What about your friends?

you say.

Would you really give them up?

and the answer is no.

but I know we'd find each other.

I just know.

Max tells me I'm different

special, she says.

Yeah, I'm different alright.

Different as in freak.

Hope you enjoyed the latest chapter; sorry I've taken so long to update. May the new year bring all you fanfic readers happiness and chocolate (the rest we can deal with). Speaking of the new year, I was thinking of adding a chapter called "The Flock's New Year's Resolutions" or something like that. Tell me what you think, and mail (NOT review) any ideas you have and I may include them (with your name, obviously - hey, as Picasso said, "Bad artists copy, good artists steal." And no, I don't really see what relevance that quote has either.).