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