So bish, I was sitting in a bench quietly when two hoes walked pass me. Even I have my earphones on, I heard them and yeah, the hoes just talked out loud, like immature rats on my eyes, saying that I'm just bragging things and etc. Well, what did I say about people like you on chapter 30?
"Attack me once more and you'll get a chapter."
Right.
Well here you go bizhes. :)
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you called me an attention seeker.
the depression i had recently was just an act.
oh hell no!
IT IS NOT.
you wanna try?
you wanna try getting ignored?
you wanna be me who got fed up by thoughts of death itself?
you wanna get tied on your neck?
you wanna cut your wrists like the way i do?
don't dare say those words,
for it will just dismay you.
you may say you're sorry
but you can't undo.
you did that on purpose,
i know you two.
you're the one whose an attention seeker.
we study in a nice school
with the only rule is "no one should wear colored shirts".
but looking at you,
i can say you broke the rule,
cause white shirts don't make your curves seen,
that attracts the higher men.
you wear outfits that trend just to be in.
didn't you know that you look fools by wearing those?
sun glass hairstyle,
tight jeans and shirts.
your foreheads are shown,
and whenever the sun hits it,
it reflects.
don't you know?
well, enough with judging you.
you might turn the way i just been.
i have pity on you people too.
i wonder, how many absents you've got now.
breaking the rules and just not giving a damn.
i wonder what your grades are now.
line of 6 maybe?
you're beautiful.
i agree.
but your heart and mind isn't.
take my words and eat it.
i call you shitty people with no brains.
i remember, you can't even spell "mischievous" right.
what a shame.
you have your own beauty,
but you've shed with dumbness inside.
got no brains and got no jams at all.
and the fact that i'm not bragging this book at all.
my poems and songs are made for me and the woe i've been through.
i didn't intend to be nominated.
i woke up having my book like that.
so if you're just jealous,
then make one.
but be UNIQUE,
and don't try to steal mine.
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heh :)
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SHITTY SHITS
Non-FictionA collection of my poems and unfinished songs about depression, my fears, betrayal. Or more likely, my Journal :) "The other side of the innocent girl you looked up to." *** Highest Rank: #2 in Non-Fiction *** P.S. Contains sensitive topics. If yo...
