The ones that get what they want
they don't understand, what they take for granted.
I hate all the know it all and all the populars
well not all
but the ones that make life hell.
Most people are as so air headed without knowing
taking what us outsiders want the most.
The worst changes from who they were before.
I hate all the pretty people who
have it best
I cant say I'm jealous believe me I'm not
but sometimes...I want to stab them in the back
with the knife they buried in mine.
Oh pretty people don't take this wrong
Maybe you'll get your pretty person love to cover and catch you when you fall.
For all the outsiders like me, give three cheers to being the worlds biggest basket cases alive.
Friday, September 11, 2009
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