Look at me I'm just a kid,
I can't even drive.
You wince in my direction then turn your head,
Am I that hard to look at?
You prance Around in your new cothes,
while I still wear rags.
You talk to your friends about me,
yes I know you do.
I overheard you yesterday,
And it didn't bother me to tell you the truth.
You may think your queen,
But in this world all you get to be is another low class kid like me.
