• Soul Sista

    Computer Geek

    Fashionista

    Gothic Freak

    Hormones rushing through my blood

    It’s no wonder I’m muddled up

    They don’t understand, they just say:

    “She’ll grow out of it, it’s just a phase.”

    I’m not stick thin, I’ve not got curves

    I’m just your average looking girl.

    When it comes to guys I’m all a mess

    Even though I try my best

    I just act normal

    Is that my crime

    In the future I just may

    Grow up and grow out of this someday.



    “Yeah, like that’s ever gonna happen."