I think about you every now and then

You're not my friend

No you're too akward, even to pretend

I guess it's whatever


So shy and sweet, until she crys and you're not there to sweep her off her feet.

Am i mean, or just a bitch?

See you next Tuesday

I know your thinking it.

I guess it's whatever.


You are such a wallflower,

but are there really any perks?

You got your quirky smirk

God you can be such a jerk 

I guess its whatever


Nine months, way too long

Thats a whole fetus

You know you were wrong

I guess it's whatever


I hate your face

Hers too, but thats not my place.

Dont confuse my rage for jealousy

I just didnt realize how much i detest you until now

i guess it's whatever


Moved on out of my head, you were a blessing and a rude awaking 

Im not sad, i feel pretty great school is almost over

I dont have to see that perfect face

Years from now you'll look back, and realize you did wrong.

You hurt me, and broke my heart

Reminded me to always keep my walls up

First love and heartbreak

You were never just whatever.









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