Class Is In Session
what do I look like caring what you say,
you may have me mistaken,
for someone like who? you,
you, shouldn't under estimate,
one of my higger class,
one of the real,
that know how to pass,
you,
you always seem to clash,
being me,
is a task you'll never ace,
so sweetie,
pay attention in my class,
I'm so sorry to tell you,
but boy, oh boy, it's so utterly true,
I don't know if anyone can be as sorry as you.
What should I teach in this lesson today,
maybe it should be to never try to cheat,
to cheat me, to cheat someone i love, to never cheat at all.
or maybe it should be, that you shouldn't talk at all.
either way, you should listen,
you think you're cute going around prowling on my bound,
when you know there's no chance to be found,
look at you,
and look at me,
like there's a comparison,
you silly girl,
don't you get the message,
i'm above you,
so stop your obession. ;)
Copyright © Abigail Cecil | Year Posted 2012
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