They
I don't understand why they talk about me
Is it because I'm different, white, and maybe too skinny?
Or maybe because I'm not fake like you,
Well i'm sorry I'm better than you and your "Crew."
Is it the fact I'm a little bit crazy,
Could it be that sometimes i'm lazy?
At times you're my friend,
But my heart you won't mend.
So make up your minds,
Cause you've had enough time.
Possibly cause i'm not on your level,
Well what do you want, another gold medal?
You all put me down like I'm not worth it,
Well I'm tired of hearing all your bullsh--.
Sometimes i'm wrong, I'll admit that,
But you don't have an excuse to be such a brat.
Copyright © Stefani Boehm | Year Posted 2006
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