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Tick Tick Tock


Oh my gosh

where do I start

so many things

just ticks my clock

like when people open my door

and dont close it back

when my neices come in my room

and throws everything on the floor

when my parents call my name

and dont want a thing

when my teachers yell at me

when i wasnt the one talking

when im walking down the hallway

and somebody bumps into me

when my coach tells us

to do play after play

when the water in the shower

goes from hot to cold

when people think they know me

but they really dont

oh my gosh

you just dont know

it just grinds my gears

when people take my stuff

without even asking

when people stare at me

and not say a thing

when i just got my nails done

and one of them breaks

when my hair is all done

and somebody touches it

when i got some brand new kicks

and somebody scuffs them

like watch where you going

you aint buy them

so many things that ticks my clock

if i kept going

you would learn alot

about what grinds my gears

and what ticks my clock

but im going to stop

before you learn what makes me mad  

and what ticks my clock

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