Alive

You might not think it bothers me, but in reality it does. The fact that you treat me like a little girl also annoys me. I’m not five, I know what sex is. Don’t tell you don’t care, and don’t tell me you don’t want to hear it. Pretend like you do, it will get you far. Don’t give all your attention to my friend, my pretty skinny, little friend. It hurts, when your forgotten. Remember me, remember that.