I have two legs

Two arms eyes and ears

one nose

one mouth

and seventeen years

 

I wear blue jeans

a T-shirt and socks

tagless Hanes underwear

and black flipflops

 

I like my coffee with two creams

and my tea with one

I like my eggs over easy

and my steaks well done

 

I do laundry once a week

and dishes daily

I use shampoo and conditioner

and have trouble shaving

 

I go to school full time

and somehow work to

Still don't have a car

and nothing to do

 

I have a thousand friends

yet not a single one

They're there to take whats not given

but when the fun ends they're gone

 

So why do I pretend that i'm different and edgy

when deep inside i'm just like everybody