Tuesday, 1 January 2008
03:53:20 PM (GMT)
You wear hollister and abercrombie
high heel shoes and gucci bags
Anyone who doesn't, you label them such fags.
What type of girl are you?
What should I call you now, as we stand by this lake
I look you up and down,
God you look so fake.
I wish I could still call you a friend,
but you've been trying to fit in with all the preppy freaks
while behind others backs you call them geeks.
Does food ever enter your body?
Or maybe it enters then exits quickly.
Your body just looks so goddamn stickly.
I'm sorry to you
I can no longer call you a friend,
and I won't try to fix you
because your not worth the mend.
Three years it's been
since we last met
I remembered you, don't fret.
You were pretty and happy
you played sports and always smiled
You weren't so dull and normal, crazy and wild.
Goodbye old friend
Have a great life alone
Because frankly, your kind should never be known.
♥ ♥ ♥