Don’t Look Now, She’s Gone Insane

I see the way you look at me
Like I’m some sort of freak
I’m not sorry bout the way I am
I’m not sorry that I’m different

Is it wrong that you can’t define me?
Is it wrong I break the mold?
Is it wrong that I do my own thing?
Is it wrong I don’t do what I’m told?

No, I’m not a virgin
No, I’m not a slut
No, I don’t like you
So fuck your stupid gossip

Don’t ask me any questions
And I promise you’ll get no lies
Why do you insist on messin with me?
Just stay away and we’ll all be fine.

By Audrienna

I write, I sing, I dance, I act. That is my life. Often I feel very alone and much of that comes out in my writing. You'll probably notice that. Sometimes I feel like I have nobody, not even myself. That's when I write the best. So most of my stuff will probably be depressing and melodramatic. But deal with it...it's just how I am.