You think that your so good.
Using me who do you think you are.
A hat with a trick always up your sleeve, trying to make everyone laugh and your your spikes drive me up the wall, a voice that when heard makes me wanna puke, but wish you were under it.
You get on my last nerves and reach my stress levels.
I am sick and tired of you always imitating me and bullying me.
Go back to school i am no child when you talk about me you mean you.
get over it, your a dumb, lonely stupid person who really wants to impress the lover dover of her feet.
So go ahead no need to get cocky with me and stop this S**t you give me.
You got some nerve, but so lucky my hand ain't ended up being my fist on your nose.