Fist clunched,fiery eyes, every step destroys
I was past my point
I was set off
A boy named Taylor
Who always bragged,
Thought he was perfect, thought he was cool cause he was rich,
With a mansion and almost every toy.
He got in an argument with and someone
He said "why you always gotta be a ***** im not lying
And I said "I may be a female but im not a dog
And I won't let you treat me like your slave,
Be lucky U have a dad around all the time
Cause mine has been in jail most of my life
see not everyone has a perfect life"
At least I know is what I thought in my head
while cried infront of the whole 6th and 7th grade
Then walked off with the tears still running down
Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 7:40 PM UTC
Fist clunched,fiery eyes, every step destroys
I was past my point
I was set off
A boy named Taylor
Who always bragged,
Thought he was perfect, thought he was cool cause he was rich,
With a mansion and almost every toy.
He got in an argument with and someone
He said "why you always gotta be a ***** im not lying
And I said "I may be a female but im not a dog
And I won't let you treat me like your slave,
Be lucky U have a dad around all the time
Cause mine has been in jail most of my life
see not everyone has a perfect life"
At least I know is what I thought in my head
while cried infront of the whole 6th and 7th grade
Then walked off with the tears still running down
THIS IS TRUE THIS DID HAPPEN. IT HAPPENED TODAY IN SCHOOL
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