Some Months Later

I liked someone who is not for a teen.
I liked a man who's older than my friends.
I wanted him, he had an adult cool girlfriend.
Besides, he's never seen me anywhere.

I used to hate myself 'cause she's a model,
But if her face's without any make-up,
She's just a woman with big boobs.

And who is he? An old orangutang!
Too stupid and so mindless man!
He does not deserve my heart. He's just a shit!
Who needs nothing but parties.

I'm not worse than that Latin, though not a model.
I don't need a rich man,
I'll look for just a friend,
Who'd understand me and not be so silly.


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