Always Been Popular

I’VE ALWAYS BEEN POPULAR,
ALWAYS BEEN COOL.
ALWAYS BEEN,
THE BEST IN MY SCHOOL.

ALWAYS BEEN HELPING,
CARING A LOT.
NEVER DID WEED,
CRACK, HORSE, OR POT.

I NEVER WAS,
THE KID WHO DON’T FIT.
NEVER FELT LIKE,
THE GRIME AND THE GRIT.

NEVER EVER MAKING,
A KID FEEL BAD.
BECAUSE I NEW THEY,
WANTED TO BE RAD.

EVEN THOUGH I HAVE NEVER,
HAD FEELINGS LIKE THAT.
I KNOW THAT THEY CARE,
WHEN YOU TAKE THEIR HAT.

I KNOW THEY HATE IT,
HATE IT A LOT.
LET ME REMIND YOU I,
NEVER SMOKED POT.

SO ONE DAY I WENT,
UP TO A KID.
WHO LOOKED LIKE HE FELT,
LIKE THE GRIME AND GRID.

HE PULLED ME INSIDE,
TOLD ME TO WAIT.
AND I DECIDED THAT,
I WASN’T TO HATE.

TO TALK WITH THEM,
IS ALL THEY WANTED.
THIS BOY AND ALL,
THE OTHERS WHO’D BEEN TAUNTED.

BUT HE GAVE ME A FAG,
PULLED ME IN CLOSE.
TOLD ME I’D BEEN,
THE WORST OF THE MOST.

DRAWING ATTENTION,
TO THE KIDS WHO DON’T FIT.
THE KIDS WHO FEEL,
LIKE THE GRIME AND THE GRIT.

POINTING AND HELPING,
IS WHAT I HAD DONE.
HE TOLD ME WE WERE,
GOING TO HAVE FUN.

HE PULLED ME CLOSER,
TRIED TO GIVE ME A KISS.
WHEN I PULLED AWAY,
HE HAD A FIT.

DON’T TOUCH ME I YELLED,
AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS.
DON’T TOUCH ME I SAID AGAIN,
WE ARE NOT GOING TO HAVE FUN!

SO HE PULLED BACK,
BUT HE TOLD ME THIS.
STAY AWAY FROM THE KIDS,
WHO DON’T THINK THEY FIT.

THEY FIT WITH ME,
I’M ALL THEY NEED.
NOW GO ALONG,
I NEED MY SPEED.

THEN OUT OF A DRAW,
HE PULLED NEEDLE AND STRING.
AS HE SHOVED IT IN,
HE BEGAN TO SING.

DRUGS WHAT THEY NEED,
AND HE GRABBED MY ARM.
HERE’S WHAT I HAVE FOR DINER,
AT MY FATHERS FARM.

HE SHOWED ME DRUGS,
OF ALL THE KINDS.
GES WHAT I HAVE,
IN MY BEHIND.

FROM OUT OF HIS PANTS,
HE PULLED A LIGHTER.
TRUST ME WHEN I SAY,
I AM NO FIRE FIGHTER.

REMEMBER THAT FAG,
I TOLD YOU ABOUT?
ABOUT WHAT WOULD HAPPEN,
I HAD NO DOUBT.

HE LIGHTED IT UP,
PUT IT IN MY MOUTH.
I TRIED TO SPIT,
SPIT IT OUT.

HE HELD IT THERE,
AND PLUGGED MY NOSE.
AND THEN I THOUGHT,
WELL HERE GOES.

I COULDN’T BREATH,
I HAD TO INHALE.
ONE PUFF I PROMISED,
IT’S A VERY LONG TALE.

BUT THE END OF IT IS,
NOW I’M HOOKED.
I STARTED ALL MY FRIENDS,
I EVEN FIRED THE COOK.

NOW I’M A MESS,
THE GUY'S MY BOYFRIEND.
I HAVE “SAVE THE WALES” ON MY FLOOR,
AND A FAG IN EACH HAND.

Remember me, Teehee.