Shes about to call me back
give me the pitty
but its my pitty party and i cry if i waunt to
shes about to call
talk about my grades my life
but i have troubled times
no one gets it
not a single
so she gets mad gives the speech
but i swear ill yell at her back
just to build the courage i say im crazy so what
but if she waunts to mess whith me to
shes caught by one big nut
so she yells any way
like she waunts me to get mad
and i just realized
i hate the libarian.
Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 4:22 PM UTC
Shes about to call me back
give me the pitty
but its my pitty party and i cry if i waunt to
shes about to call
talk about my grades my life
but i have troubled times
no one gets it
not a single
so she gets mad gives the speech
but i swear ill yell at her back
just to build the courage i say im crazy so what
but if she waunts to mess whith me to
shes caught by one big nut
so she yells any way
like she waunts me to get mad
and i just realized
i hate the libarian.
i dont care if it ryhmes its just i felt like this is how i feel right now.
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