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To the girls that look down their noses at.....anyone |
| No........ I'm not like you; Spoiled preppy girl Chitty catty chattin' in the hall I see you.... see me...... coming. Shoulders tightening Insecure body, hugging Cheap overly painted Cinder block wall. You pretend to keep talking, A giggle A sigh. I can see your barely Hidden slimy sneer Leaking from the corner Of your perfectly lined eye. I can hear the venom you send To your oh so loyal friend, Even before the air escapes Between your ten thousand Dollar teeth. I will look you Right in your eyes Much to your surprise. Matching your stare, Showing how little I care For your misinformed, Miniature opinions. I am the part of yourself You wish you had the balls to be. I am strength; Muscle lean and long. I am character; tested, strong I am courage; faithful, true. I will triumph over the small Minded limitations of people like You. |