Avant-Garde.

Nobody

Who do you think you are, to tell me what to do?

To boss me around, to control me. How dare you!

You're a nobody to tell me,

How worthless I am. so please, excuse me.

How do you even expect me to obey,

All the huge chunks of your dismay!

Tell me, do you really think I'm your pet?

'Cause last I checked, I was my own kept.

So, think before you speak and check before you act.

I ain't afraid to bite back, you rotten rat!

This time it's just a warning.

God help you,'cause next. I won't be caving.

Count your stars and save yourself.

From now on they'll be no hiding behind a shelf.

Next I see you cross the line,

You'd be lying cold in a pool of red like wine.