Of course I knew it
Choose the greatness over the slightly good,
I’m not jealous oh no.
Just hurt
That we’re categorized and placed in boxes of good, bad,
And worse.
When you hurt us,
We can’t have a voice,
But if someone was to look at the world from their own perspective not yours,
Everyone’s against you and you need a pity party
I can no longer pity your *******
I can no longer take your lies
say one thing do the next
maybe if you stuck to your word
People wouldn’t take advantage of you
And you wouldn’t feel like **** all the time
I can’t keep sticking up for you and your mistakes
I feel crossed out already
Stepped over
I may be the youngest
But I’m still here
I may be overlooked
But others look up to me
I may never gain your respect
But I respect myself
I don’t need you anymore
I’ve grown out of my shell
And I’ve become the woman
I’ve wanted to be
A woman who in some ways
is better than you.