He talks
She talks
They talk
We talk
Rumors
Rumors
All round
Just insults in the note I found
It twas a note about myself
When I read it pain was all I
Felt
They say I'm
Weird
They say I'm
Ugly
They say I'm
Gay
They say a lot of things that aren't
True
They are close minded liars
And I hate the way they dress
And I hate the way they talk
And I hate the way they insult
Anyone that doesn't dress like a
Slut
The girls that don't wear makeup
And like the supernatural
The one that's not a beauty queen
The one that dates guys that aren't
"Hotties"
Yeah I'm the weird girl
It's not a crime to wear just t-shirts
It's not a crime to not wear
Make-up
It's not a crime to be yourself
If you don't like it good for you
You don't have to talk about me
You don't have to make me feel Bad
About who I am
About what I like
About who I like
About how I dress
They should just know this
They may think that they are
Good people
But
As long as they live and as long as
They put people down and act like
A jack they will always be bad People
That gives me a right
Or at least I think so
To let me believe that I am
And will always be
A better person
Than them
