• You breathe down my neck,
    You drop my name,
    You know my guilts,
    And you shout them with no shame,
    You think you have no faults,
    You think you’re better than me,
    Why don’t you look through my eyes,
    See what I see,
    You’re in 10th grade,
    You look and act 10,
    Your voice is squeaky and loud,
    And you have no real friends,
    Everyone talks behind your back,
    What a pest you are,
    Don’t you get it? You’re a brat,
    No one’s idea of a star,
    You keep saying you’re grown up,
    You’re such a bad girl,
    You snuck into a MIDDLE SCHOOL dance,
    Come on, it’s not the end of the world,
    You say you’re ugly you want to cry,
    Fishing for compliments, what you want me to lie?
    Grow up little kid,
    And act your age,
    When will you hit maturity,
    And stop living in a cage?