What is so good about you?
That you have to right to mack fun of me.
Do you not have someone to call your boo?
Or do I have to pay a fee?
There has to be something in me that s wrong.
Or do you feel as if you have to be cruel?
Can we just stop, its been to long.
Because I am starting to feel like a fowl.
You mack fun of me for whatever I do.
All I want to do is walk away.
Or do you just want to sue?
Can you pleas just stop with all the words you say?
I am so over it.
Are we back in elementary?
You mack fun of me even when I set.
It's really starting to hurt, don't you see?
This has been going on scenes we were young.
You have hurt me so many times.
Don't you think its been too long?
It feels as if I have to pay finds.
So pleas all I want is this to be done.
For the longest time we were best friends.
It might be to you but to me it isn't funny.
All this is, is just all sins.
Lets stop and shack hands.
Lets take a few steps back.
Now this anger, lets let it land.
So here is a fact.
I was never mad at you.
I was just trying to defined myself.
Lets stop acting as if we were going to sue.
We only get what were dealt.
Our parents know each other.
But they don't know the daily fights.
It's starting to be a bother.
All the words that are said bights.
Now this is done.
We are friends.
Our words shouldn't stun.
Now we aren't looking in from the lends.
The words are done.
The fights have stopped, and theres no boss
The battle no one has won.
Because no one lost.
