A Girl Called Unknown

Little Girl Playing Grown Up

You're not even out of school,

But you plaster on mascara,

You don't think your names cool enough,

You want to be Kylie, Masie, Tara.

You're acting like you're mature,

But swearing isn't cool,

You wear the shortest skirt (is that a belt?)

Have I mentioned you're not out of school?

You're giggling like a psycho,

Fluttering your eyelashes (don't ask me why),

May I ask you a question, it won't take long,

Is there something in your eye?

You're acting like you're a rebel,

But what would your parents say?

If someone told them you were rebelling,

Would they lock you out of the way?

You're hitching up your skirt so high,

No one can see it anymore,

Your hair takes twenty hours to form,

Tell me what's all this for?

You're acting like I'm so childish,

Just because I don't care about that stuff,

I'd rather read a book or write,

But for you that isn't enough.

You want a pretty little sidekick,

Someone who's cute but makes you look good,

If you keep that attitude up girl,

I'll move on- got it bud?

You're a little girl with high heels,

And yes I agree enough is enough,

Because honestly don't you see it?

You're a little girl playing grown up.