"Bich"
im spoiled rotten
i need to get what i want when i want
What is "no"?
something i never hear
i keep my hearing selective
and my heart stubborn
i wear shades in the day
glasses at night
Im afraid of rejection
im dislexic and a sociopath
i bought my friends using the petty cash
I am torture
to them i am torment
i hope you're dissipointed
something i do not feel
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