You have been served
There's a warrant out for my arrest. Me. The girl who sits in her room reading romance and hopelessly hoping of falling in love. It was all a misunderstanding,how many times do I have to go in there and say that? How many times is that same judge going ask me what school I go to? How many times is my public defender going to go over the story? It's the same story everytime, I never touched that officer and I can't believe that after all the proof we can put against him he would open a case against me.The girl who can barely open those heavy doors at school. Me. The girl who just wants to grow up and be successful. Me. There's a warrant out for my arrest.
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