|Would my face look better with a bullet going through it?
Or would it look quite content smeared on the pavement?
And dont make a big fuss because I'm sick of your shit
Just tell me how it is and I'll fix it in a snip
An irregular dice
Going down my wrist like a bird in flight
Maybe then you'll understand just how I felt
When you looked and smirked while you watched other girls twirk
Whats wrong with a person when they choose them over me?
Look at me
I'm small, I'm light, I'm quirky, even bright
But you walk along not seeing my charm
Everyone else does
Why dont you?
It's like a flare going off saying its not you
I should be the one in my guys eye
Not other people who are walking by...
Tell me how it is
If this is true then let the peices fall through
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