Im Laughing.
Seriously.
See you down there.
Staring right at me.
Asking for the answers.
When you dont know the questions yourself.
Your so pathetic.
Its not my  fault you went and became a snitch.
I would say something else.
But I dont need stitches, or my mommy's kisses.
You can go tell your clique.
To spread rumors about me.
But thats not my problem.
Ill say you got stitches because of me.