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.