To say the least i am mad at you,
you treat me like i am untrue.
accuse me of things i do not do,
and the fault never seems to fall on you.
you get jealous of things that dont exist,
and will not accept guys as my friends.
you like to judge before you see,
and act like you know whats best for me.
how long was it before i slept with you?
what makes you think i would be untrue?
you need to accept that i am STILL a tomboy,
and this girlish figure is just a decoy.
I though you knew me better than this,
it seems our begining has been dismissed.
i have told you many times before,
i am not your average s l u t bag girl.
i may wear abercrombie and fitch,
but i am not a stuck up s l u t t y b i t c h.
I may occasionally show some skin,
but theres no other bed I'm jumpin in.
And please dont think i talk you down,
when i am hanging out and your not around.
you think everyone wants in my pants,
we're REALLY only friends, wish you could understand.
