You

Yeah, you might be prettier than me, and have more friends than me. And you might hang out with hotter guys than me, and get fucked up more than me. Have more clothes and money than me, and not give a fuck about school, unlike me. You might be carefree, unlike me. But one day, you're going to wish you stayed true to who you were, like me. Because you'll have nothing, except memories of fake ass friends who you don't even talk to anymore. So don't talk shit about me or my lifestyle, because one day, you going to wish it was yours.