She was the kind of person you hate
Considered a weird kid
She had blue hair
Half shaved
Half long
Oh my god I really hate that bitch
She smelled too
And drank
And bragged about getting drunk on school nights
She slept in the nurses office
And faked mental illnesses
My god I really hate that bitch
Tourette's
Bipolar depression
Generalized anxiety
PTSD
God I really hate that bitch
She is nasty
Not just physically
She slaps people on the back of the head
Yet
She can't take a hit
A tiny kick
I really hate that bitch
And you'll be sent
D
O
W
N
To the guidance counselor
To explain yourself
Nice woman
I should know
I've seen her too many times to count
Really hate that Bitch
(The friend not the guidance counselor)
I refuse to talk to her
Hate that Bitch
Once she stops faking every single thing like a fucking pussy
Maybe
I'll shake her hand and say
"Wow I really fucking hate you soooo fucking much"
"But"
"You're at least worth enough fucks to hate"
That Bitch
But until she gets a personality
Stops faking disorders for attention
Stops trying to date every kid in the school for attention
Stops faking injuries for attention
Becomes an actual person
Even if her form is made up of dead rotting cockroaches
Bitch
You can't be a real person if you float on a boat
Made up of lies that you wrote