and if you see me walking down the street
wearing an old t-shirt and smoking a cigarette
maybe i didn't wash my hair this morning or
maybe my shoes are a little tatty
who cares - i'm not that girl
and if you see me shouting and screaming
if you see me with a frown on my face
if my jeans are all holey and my face flushed pink
don't rush to my rescue...please
- i'm not that girl
i'm me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful.. =)