God Damnit! Just Look!
God damnit! Just look for once in your stupid perfect life! Realize how
hard it is to be a girl!!! Look at some of the girls in your school, look at
the girls in the hall, in your class. Not all of them are perfect and
neather are you. Do you have any idea how hard it is to watch your
crush look around you, push you out of the way, just to wave at
his "perfect"-popular girl friend, that's obviously cheating on him?
What's wrong with me? What's wrong with every other girl in the
world? What do they have that I don't? Why are those the only girls
you care about in that little perfect wonderes world of yours? I'm a
human to I have feelings. Those girls, ya they have feelings to but
guess what? Sorry to burst your bubble but they're just going to get
over you in about a week and they'll go fine some other guy. You
aren't perfect! The only thing those kind of girls think are perfect are
themselves. Why would you want to go out with some one like that?
Why would you want to hang out with people that make fun of other
people or your own friends? Is it cool to make fun of smart
people, is it cool to insult someone that's doesn't have the money to
buy the clothes you buy? Is that ok? Do you like being a jerk? Do you
like to break things? Well, sence you obviousely do why don't you
come over here, rip my heart out, throw it on the ground, stop on it,
stab it, fix it, then shatter it into little bits and pieces . . . ? Oh . . .
ya . . . sorry . . . I forgot . . .
you already did . . .
. . . because . . . if you really looked inside a girl . . .
You would see how much she cries for you . . .
You would find so many secrets, and lies that she's consumed . . .
But what you'll mostly see is how hard it is to stay strong . . .
When people step all over you . . .
When nothing is right . . .
And every thing is wrong . . .
. . . If you really look at me . . .
You would see how much I cry for you . . .
You would find so many secrets, and lies that I've consumed . . .
But what you'll mostly see is how hard it is for me to stay strong . . .
When people step all over me. . .
When nothing is right . . .
Sence every thing is wrong
hard it is to be a girl!!! Look at some of the girls in your school, look at
the girls in the hall, in your class. Not all of them are perfect and
neather are you. Do you have any idea how hard it is to watch your
crush look around you, push you out of the way, just to wave at
his "perfect"-popular girl friend, that's obviously cheating on him?
What's wrong with me? What's wrong with every other girl in the
world? What do they have that I don't? Why are those the only girls
you care about in that little perfect wonderes world of yours? I'm a
human to I have feelings. Those girls, ya they have feelings to but
guess what? Sorry to burst your bubble but they're just going to get
over you in about a week and they'll go fine some other guy. You
aren't perfect! The only thing those kind of girls think are perfect are
themselves. Why would you want to go out with some one like that?
Why would you want to hang out with people that make fun of other
people or your own friends? Is it cool to make fun of smart
people, is it cool to insult someone that's doesn't have the money to
buy the clothes you buy? Is that ok? Do you like being a jerk? Do you
like to break things? Well, sence you obviousely do why don't you
come over here, rip my heart out, throw it on the ground, stop on it,
stab it, fix it, then shatter it into little bits and pieces . . . ? Oh . . .
ya . . . sorry . . . I forgot . . .
you already did . . .
. . . because . . . if you really looked inside a girl . . .
You would see how much she cries for you . . .
You would find so many secrets, and lies that she's consumed . . .
But what you'll mostly see is how hard it is to stay strong . . .
When people step all over you . . .
When nothing is right . . .
And every thing is wrong . . .
. . . If you really look at me . . .
You would see how much I cry for you . . .
You would find so many secrets, and lies that I've consumed . . .
But what you'll mostly see is how hard it is for me to stay strong . . .
When people step all over me. . .
When nothing is right . . .
Sence every thing is wrong
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