When you look at me you might see a small girl. A weird girl. A flat chest girl. You can call me a whore or a slut or even prude. Make fun of me as much as you want, but I’m to strong to let you hurt me, You’ll never knock me down. You’re just saying these things because your upset about yourself and your life, so why pick on me, or anyone else? Say everything you want, but at the end of the day, your the up-tight bitch who doesn’t know what to do with their self.