So forgive me as I don’t know how to play this game, I don’t know its rules, n I'm through getting bruised… I'm not the only fish in this pond anyways, eh? Why don’t you go play while I make up my own little games in my warped little head. Call me cold or be nicer and call me queer. Come say hi and talk to me, but don’t make your moves, and take me to be retard if I pick up the cards when I'm expected to roll the dice. No, and don’t play the same game at the same time with me and my best friend- it's absolutely outrageous, or maybe I've understood the rules all wrong again?

Just when I made up my mind that it's ok to be me, who’re you to come from nowhere and instruct me to grow up. No I will not be a grown up – if that word implies that I will have to smile when you crack a stupid joke, and not when the wind blows on my face. And how many of you will keep coming to scrutinize me, judge me, and then turn away when you find a prettier version of my sex pass by you.

So no I will not play. So please I beg you and all the other fellas who damn well will keep following to leave me alone, and not make me feel like a nincompoop. I have no respect for these games, so anyone who does really want to know me, then go ahead and find out and not rely on tried and trusted methods. Though if you’ll follow my advice, then it really is best to allow me to live in my world, and just let me be.