Whilst I was still going out with that boy from ‘Sat Next to Me’ post we were just hanging out being lovey-dovey (which makes me kind of nauseous thinking about it) sitting on a bench by the football field. We were talking and he leaned in to kiss me and the next thing I know, my hair and my back are drenched in orange juice. We look up and there were two of his mates laughing with amusement and one of them has an empty orange juice bottle in his hand. I turned around: ‘Why did you do that for?!’. He sneered at me: ‘Sorry it slipped.’ was the bullshit excuse that came out of his mouth. I wanted to hit him so bad but the tears came before the fist so instead, I ran to the bathroom to fix myself. I left a group of people puzzled and heard ‘Dude, what did you do?’ (which was aimed at my boyfriend). I ran to the toilet and cried with embarrassment. I was angry that I smell of orange juice and angry that my so-called-boyfriend just stood there like an idiot and watch one of his friends humiliate me (I was also pissed at the orange pouring douche of course). I composed myself and went outside met by all these people who witnessed what happened and some people who liked a gossip, trying to find out what happened. I looked at my boyfriend and his douchebag friend who were stood side by side, both looking guilty and dumbfounded but no word of apology or comfort came forward. I walked past the crowd as the bell rang and the next day all events were forgotten. I still remembered though to this day and honestly the grudge game is still strong.
You are getting on my nerve
It’s time to get what you deserve
You use your words as your shield
But here is the new winner in the field
You may have won before a long time ago
But the winner is here, time to go
Your shield is starting to rust
Excuse me, miss, if you must
Open your eyes, I’m not invisible
You may be strong but I’m invincible
I have my defence for your attack
Your reflection is not you, your mirror is about to crack
You’ll never be the fairest of them all
The guards tell you to head home from the ball
You continue to speak, always in a rush
Shut your mouth right now, hush!
You strut around like you’re the Queen
You talk to boys and make them scream
Your touch is starting to die, no effect
I have my own shield, deflect!
You had the swagger and the style
Let’s be honest, you can only get that for a while
Are you embarrassed? You’ve gone pale
Your words and actions have gone stale
You are nothing but a fool
You may impress but you’ll never rule
So bow down to the new winner
Pray to the Lord, cause girl you’re a sinner
I have won, there is nothing else to tell
Let’s hope you are forgiven, so you don’t go to Hell.