Because I'm like so totally deep. Like so freaking profound I cant sleep. While I twirl my hair around my finger and check out myself in every mirror that I keep. Sone people call me a meanie. Most girls would want to be me. Did I mention the depth of my thoughts when I gossip at lunch to entertain you so you won't see me I made ten of you cry just last week. By calling you nerd or geek I seek more attention by the cruel apprehension of the smile worn by the ones I deem weak. And that makes me so freaking smart. Spouting words that tear people apart. I'm ahead in this race with a beautiful face that makes up for the absence of heart They call me a bully so what I sleep just fine with that thought So I have no reason to give up on my teasing and I will not feel bad I will not.