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Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #1856984
This is how I felt about a girl in HS that was unbelievably stuck up.
How spoiled are you?
Did you max out your card?
Just make a call to daddy,
He’s golfing in the courtyard.

How selfish are you?
Do you care for love?
Oh yeah, that’s right,
It’s something you ran out of.

How do you live with the same daily routine?
Your wake-up,
Your break-up
Your pathetic vaccine

Have you ever seen a theatrical queen?
Or one who’s obscene and barely close to eighteen?
I run this machine so let’s pretend we’re thirteen.
I’m down for the challenge. Please, fill my canteen.

The summer bells ring, time for bruises and cuts.
Yet YOU find your pals, your fellow wannabe sluts,
And you share among voices about the nerd with the crush..
How he wishes he had you and won’t fail to blush.

Well karma’s a bitch; let me tell you up front!
Bet you wish now you had someone to want.
They hate you
They scorned you
Deal with the pain!
What’s wrong now? Hiding your moral stain?

If only you were nice to the ones who cared,
Maybe you’d be love struck, or possibly spared.
But too bad you weren’t, you stuck-up rich snob.
What’s that app for? Wait, you need a job?!

How evolved are you?
Do you pause for Mother Nature?
Could you get your precious purse dirty,
To help a stray in the pasture?

If that doesn’t register, then maybe this will..
Remember that day at the top of the hill?
“Hey, your that guy…who’s good with math right?”
Yeah that was me, you little termite.
Are you deaf, dumb and blind? ‘Cause you clearly don’t see,
I would never help you. You’re dead to me.

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