You may think I’m just a pretty girl who looks so innocent but I can swear I can joke; I will say what’s on my mind if I need to be which may lead me to drink or smoke, yet the woman who stood up for us to be able to do things just to keep up with the guys. You can see me holding up my middle finger to the world as I don’t give a fuck about your ribbons or your pearls; as I’m not just a pretty girl that’s just stands in the picture, I am so much more than just a picture and I’m a daughter and as sister.
The fact that it’s a lot harder for me to show who I really am; I know that I’m more than just the silly rumours that you spread around knowing that it’s not true, or even better the song that you play on your computer saying that I remind you of me in that song. There is more to me that meets the eye than people know. I may have days that I’m broken because of no money but when I do have the days when I have money I’m rich as I can be; you can watch, you can stare in judgement that I’m nice to people but when people get the wrong side of me I’m just like the bitch like everyone else yet I’m not sorry for that.
Yet all of the hatred I just don’t let it show because it’s not worth it as you make it out to be. Yes I’ve been through some shit but you can see that I’ve let my hair down sticking my middle finger up to the world because I don’t give the fuck about anything. I just say what’s on my mind when I don’t give a damn about anything. I can swear, I can joke, I can drink and I can smoke like everyone else. That’s because I can keep up with the guys and everyone else.
I maybe just a pretty girl but I am so much more than a number; I am a hater and I’m lover like everyone else yet it’s harder for me to show, as I am more than a title which makes the comment go viral. Yet I’m sorry on the outside but in the inside I’m not sorry. So you can certainly get out of my face if you want to see me like this because I’m not afraid of letting my hair down. As I’m just a pretty girl that needs to be let the rebel out of her because I’ve had enough of it all; yet that it’s completely opposite I’m a rebel who wants to let the pretty girl out, or pretty girl with an attitude. Yet you never know which way I’m coming.