And I remember those days.
Where we didnt wear make-up to look pretty for boys.
When we woke up so early because we were exited for school.
When lipgloss didnt matter and barbie dolls did.
How we walked by our mothers and held their hands tight.
But now a days its more like this.
Instead of holding hands were lying in bed with another.
Instead of dressing up barbie were looking like one.
To lazy for school were barely just passing.
kay so thats almost the end.
I Gossip - So I Guess I'M A Bitch
I Show My Stomach - So I Guess I'M A Tramp
I Like To Get My Nails Done -So I Guess Im A Prep
I Like To Dance && Shake My Ass - So I Guess I'm A Hoe
I Say What's On My Mind - So I Guess I'm Ignorant
I've Been Stabbed In The Back 506874523 Times - So I Guess I'm A Drama Queen
I've Been Depressed - [So I Guess I'M Emo
I Wear Black - So I Guess I'M A Punk
I've Looked In The Mirror && Thought I Was Beautiful - So I Guess I'm Concieted
I've Talked To Someones Boyfriend - So I Guess I'm A Slut
So Throw Me A Label - You'll Do It Anyway
once you enter highschoo
l things change your best friend becomes a b i t c h
your boyfriend becomes a p r i c k
homework goes to the t r a s h
cell phones are being used in c l a s s
detention becomes s u s p e n s i o n
soda becomes b e e r
gum becomes d r u g s
bikes become c a r s
lollipops become c i g a r e t t e s
lipgloss becomes m a k e u p
french kissing becomes s e x