did you really think you knew me?
to be that f**ked up, self-pain inflictiin crack whore.
with the smeared lipgloss.
heavy eyeliner.
smokey eyes.
when the hell did you think time will pa** us by?

fishnet stockings,
dark menacing boots.
opaque gray leggings.
plaid little skirts
just give in, it wont really hurt.

dark jeans rolled up once into capris.
striped little boys tees.
s**t, why the f**k can't you just let me do my thing and letme be.

me.
that's what i was born.
and that's what ill be.

f**k you, why the hell did you think you knew.

cause im simply me.
all i can ever be.