So, yeah
I wasn’t your type
It seems
In the short skirt
With the knee high boots
And the fish net tights
Trying to be sexy
And failing, dramatically
But then
I was just one of the guys
That’s annoying
In my low cut top
My jeans
Attempting to be me
Smart & witty
Being an idiot, instead
Oh, I got the wrong idea
That’s what you said
I get it, did I?
In my smart casual
With my work ethic
My over the top aloof
What a doof.
And my ‘Oh Contraire!’
So now
Fuck it!
I will lounge around
Being stupid
Smart, weird
Brilliantly braless
In my pyjama bottoms
And men’s jumpers
I guess you were all too much
Like hard work
But it’s okay
I’ve already made plans
To go out
Alone! Snug in my skin
You may come around if you like
But fuck knows if I’ll be in