Pop at the mouth.
Talking trash.
Yeah you got that sassy trait.
It's running through your veins.
A pop at the mouth.
Eyes roll.
And heads turn away.
Confidence times 10.
That's how you are.
You groan,
When you don't get your way.
You twirl your hair with you fingers.
Eyes roll some more.
A big heavy sigh.
Talking back.
Yeah,
You pretty sassy..
It runs in your veins..
~the_colorful_soul
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