the pit-pat prance of that annoying girl

slide on your boots and press firmly

screw the zips, buckles, and ties --- cause ‘tidy’ is only annoying

be a little lopsided with your pit-pat prance

and walk in the middle of the street

you’re walking in a warped fable and

that thickly-painted white line is only bread crumbs

everyone down the street is waiting for that cheeky-grin girl

for that dumb ass little girl that only wishes she was too-cute

give them the show of their lives

that’s all they’re worth anyways

forget about the dabs of pigment you call your face

who cares about the lace and details anymore

the more you practice ‘perfect’

the more they’ll smile and think --- look at how cute fake is these days

break free from the mold of porcelain doll

feminine is overrated anyways

interrupt conversations that were never meant for you

jump around and be the little ass you want to be

cackle in their faces and be ugly when you do it

your hairs not neat and your clothes don’t match

but who cares what the hell they think

be proud of being obnoxious

it’s time to make up for all those years you’ve lost

laugh at them --- Cause they’ve finally met

You