Insinuate...
All these thing you say to bring me down.
Guess what you can say them again because I don't care.
You think every word is painful.
Idiot what's painful is seeing you try to hurt me.
You can run your mouth and assume false things.
But girly nothing you say is going to hurt me.
You can call me ugly, you can call me fake.
But like it is said it takes one to know one chick.
So don't be expecting me to crash and burn,
because what you invent is making me stronger,
what you say is making me laugh,
and I forgive you because I know that thats what annoys you more...
Copyright © Veronica Ortiz | Year Posted 2008
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