There's so many things about you that I adore

Your childish goofy smile

Your ridiculously stupid pick up lines

It's all dorky and I always want more

But then I have to remind myself

That you disrespect me

And neglect me

And you made my heart mad to the core

So what's the point of fighting for us when breaking my heart in the end is what you had in store

This boy and I knew each others turn ons and turn offs but he couldn't even spell my name right

What I'll never understand about boys
Is how they can't love us
Yet they constantly play with our hearts like toys

I'm part of this pop culture but I don't really get it

Can someone please tell me why anxiety and depression has become some sort of addiction

Tell me why these suicide rates are rising like its trending

And can someone answer my questions because I feel like no one listens

I've got so many dreams but my skin color and gender tell me to quit it

I wish I could prevail and have a fan base all wishing

To take pics with me and write me letters stating that I changed their lives

But I'm a black 16 year old girl I'm better off rolling dice

So it's ok for me to kiss you and do whatever makes you happy

But when you disrespect me and I get ******* you call that overreacting

The many times you'd get fed up with my music taste

I turned off the indie music to play you some Drake

Whatever makes you happy

Who cares if I'm happy

You say you do with your lousy halfhearted embrace

You told me you love me

But you can't even spell my first name

Being with you is like being on a blind date

Sometimes guys can't seem the phantom

That girls aren't meant to just sit and be pretty

And girls aren't dolls you tear apart and put back together

Our moods don't depend on the sunny California weather

But when a guy has problems we're supposed to sit and listen to everything

Then we kiss them to fix it

That's why I think I'd be better off

Going on a blind date

Maybe he'll spell my first name the right way