I don't know your name, but i don't feel guilty at all.
I smile anyways, and remember Legos.
I'm certain you're surprised, as if i should know you.
As if you're cool enough to be known.
You likely know me.
My reputation is whispered and faulty at best
But i don't mind that i **** acidic boys
And hardly care if you know.
I'm not trying to impress anyone.