freak
freak
how is it you can speak
i see you each day
you and your silly ways
i wish you'd run far far away
freak
how is it you can speak
with that make up you wear
and your silly stare
your crazy insane
fucked up in the brain
i don't understand why you are the way you
are
freak how is it you can speak
when the clothes you wear
are ripped and torn
and i sit and scorn
and wish you were gone
not around
and out of town
-Jessica
Sheeley