its been a yr now,
since the freakin' first day of sch, wow,
i gt some time,
for me to rhyme,
to get thangs off my chest,
n nt let it become a pain-in-the-ass.
ain't goin' to name names,
this ain't no hall of shame,
this sh!t may be too lame,
juz treat it like a game.
its juz some confessions,
to relieve some freakin' tensions,
perhaps to attract some attention.

its easier to see,
when u'r e-d-d-y yee,
i feel so bad,
so sad,
that it makes me wanna fall straight flat.

perhaps im juz nt cool,
we were frm the same primary school.
u were a counceillor back then,
while i was some nobody back then.
this is the 2nd time we're in the same class,
maybe im juz too low class,
we nvr talked to each other no matter what occasion it was,
u behaved like a lady boss.
i din talk much,
bout u or ur frens, do u realli realli realli hate me that much?
why can't we juz talk,
with a spoon on the right hand n a folk
on the other,
under the shutter,
wif a whole grp of ppl.
its juz that simple,
im nt a irritating pimple,
i juz wanna have more frens.

its easier to see,
when u'r e-d-d-y yee,
i feel so bad,
so sad,
that it makes me wanna fall straight flat.

u said u hated me for 365 days or more,
m i realli such an irritating eyesore?
do i realli have so much flaws,
that make u hate me so much to the mutha-freakin' core?
its juz a lame ru-mour,
nt a cancer-causing tumour.
why take it so personal?
can't u be more reasona-
ble?
i heard u think im horny,
bt can u proof me some evident of this irony
statement?

its easier to see,
when u'r e-d-d-y yee,
i feel so bad,
so sad,
that it makes me wanna fall straight flat.

i noe u as a nice person,
but u treated me like enemy for no reason.
u got tranferred in here,
this yr,
i dont realli recall,
calling u names,
or did something very lame
infront of ur very eyes.
u think im p-e-r to the v-e-r-t,
some day i'll let u see,
that im juz a g-o-o to the d-b-o-y.
why muz it be like this?
m i realli such a beast?

its easier to see,
when u'r e-d-d-y yee,
i feel so bad,
so sad,
that it makes me wanna fall straight flat.

this ain't the yr of the dragon,
neither is it the yr of the b!tch,
i noe u'r filthy rich,
u got me a shirt n a cd,
u bein' a vc doesn't make u a vip,
so change that attitude of urs,
u ain't no big boss,
juz some normal sch girl who is at loss.

its easier to see,
if u'r e-d-d-y yee,
i feel so bad,
so sad,
that it makes me wanna fall straight flat.

now i got most things out,
its time for me to sign out.
n b4 u leave, rmb to scream out LOUD.

09:52