By Arcassin Burnham
A gorgeous girl you are.
But your spoil as hell.
Run over everyone you meet.
at first they couldn't tell.
Your mother makes too much money,
You Feel like you don't have to work.
your friends think your annoying.
but they never use their words.
you could be better than this,
but you choose to be the popular clique.
*you really think your ****
until someone considers you lame and that's it.
If you think your not one of those girls,
then you should be.
Do you wanna be negative in your memories?
Aug 5, 2017
Aug 5, 2017 at 10:19 AM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
A gorgeous girl you are.
But your spoil as hell.
Run over everyone you meet.
at first they couldn't tell.
Your mother makes too much money,
You Feel like you don't have to work.
your friends think your annoying.
but they never use their words.
you could be better than this,
but you choose to be the popular clique.
*you really think your ****
until someone considers you lame and that's it.
If you think your not one of those girls,
then you should be.
Do you wanna be negative in your memories?
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