I must have been kidding myself to think that this would work.
You wouldn't be caught dead in anything other than AE and TNA,
I shop at Stiches and Walmart, though I don't have to.
You're all dolled up in your MAC make-up
I wear 'Wet n wild'.
Your world revolves around you and only you
I don't want a part in mine.
You have everything handed to you on a silver platter.
I've worked hard for every thing I own.
You live your high class private school life.
As I sit at home in my sweatpants.
Drinking, sex and partying fill your evenings and weeknds.
As I sit at home waiting to be invited anywhere.
You are self absorbed, soaking in the party life, in your brand name clothes, driving daddy's car, for what? The desire for people who won't matter to notice you, to give you the time of day. Sleeping with your boyfriend, because of a bet, so you can proudly say "my parent's can't control me", but use it to control him. Do you even know who you are? What you do? The impression you give? The people you are hurting? I sit here hour after hour, waiting for your screen name to pop up or the phone to ring. Sure I don't like hanging out with your friends, but I don't have to.. I'm not friends with them. That shouldn't mean that I don't get to see you. Time is always cut short, because you have to put him first. It's either you or him, no one else matters. As long as your happy, the rest of the world must be to. Right? 'Cause that's how your world works.
Wake up and smell the coffee, the real world doesn't work that way.It must be my fault, I thought it would work.
//I guess opposites don't attract.
Monday, July 11, 2005
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