I call you out You laugh and taunt While I'm filled with doubt I scream from the memories While you cry making me Seem like the enemy Am I the enemy? The one with the Backstory I said I was sorry More than a million times Yet you say you gave me many chances When you never gave me one You talk about me behind my back Whisper,Whisper,Whisper You brag about your speaking roll While I weep and cry You call me a brat Tell my friends I am just that Now I cry alone in fear Of never having friends near
Everything is irl
