MyOwnDisneyland

Why, yes, I am a bitch, How kind of you to notice, Did you finally open your eyes, Or are you still walking around blind? Don't act like you don't know me, Just because before you refused to see, What really makes me myself, These things that lie not so far underneath, The surface of my skin. It's not like I pretended to be nice, It's not like I ever faked a smile, It's not like I laughed out loud, It's not like I hid my true nature even for awhile. Goddamn, my darling, how stupid are you, To never see what was right in front of you? How I got to be what I am, Well, that's a different story entirely, But I'll tell you this, i